Infuriating.

It's not even a word that Emily Prentiss would typically use to describe someone, but it's the only word she can come up with for the young reporter.

"Agent Prentiss, do you believe the crimes were committed by a serial killer?"

"Is it true that the FBI has no leads on the case?"

"Do you think the UNSUB will strike again?"

She wanted to scream. She wanted to grab you by the shoulders and shake some sense into you.

How does someone manage to look this innocent and yet still be such a pain in the ass?

Emily couldn't take it anymore. This woman was getting on her last nerve. Why her, of all people? Why did you decide to annoy her?

"I'm going to be honest, I don't know why you keep bugging me. If you want to get an exclusive, maybe you should ask someone else," Emily snaps.

How the hell did you even get into the precinct?

The audacity.

Emily was so done.