"Miss? You can come back now." Emily looks up from the magazine three months old and tosses it on the coffee table and stands up follows the young woman back behind a door marked patients only.

"How did she do?" She asks as the walk continues down the hallway.

"The procedure went great. She's gonna be a bit loopy so its best for our patients if they wait about twenty minutes before leaving, but then you can drive her home. She's right in there." Emily nods and proceeds in the room as a solo act to the sight of Garcia staring at her wide eyed.

"How you doing Penelope?"

"Do you hear that?" She hisses out the words in a whisper.

"Um hear what?"

"On the roof I think it's Santa!"

"It's October honey."

"But I've been a good girl! Santa will treat me early. Isn't that right Santa!?"

"Ok maybe we should be a little quieter." Emily instantly feels like a kindergarten teacher while trying not to laugh.

"Ok I can do that. Yes I can! Hey?"

"Yes Garcia?"

"Thirty seven giraffes liked fifty six kangaroos in Ohio!" Garcia begins to laugh until Emily sees tears start to fall.

"Oh. Okay."

"You look like my friend."

"Do I now?"

"Yeah. Her name is Prentiss and she is soooo pretty. I mean you're pretty too but not pretty like her."

"Thank you. I'm sure she's a wonderful friend."

"The best. Ever and ever! But I feel bad."

"And why is that?" Emily asks after a few seconds.

"I promised her I'd always tell her everything no matter what. Because she's like my sistah and that's what you do right?!"

"Right."

"Do you smell pink cotton candy?! Do you have any?!" Emily chuckles softly.

"Sorry the answer is no on both. So why do you feel bad?" She felt a little bit guilty taking advantage in a small degree of her friend riding this high of whatever powerful substance the dentist had administered to her. But it was too easy to not be curious.

"I wanna have Luke's babies. I never really thought about having kids of my own. I love love love them but not for me. But when I saw him." Penelope returns to her laughing state.

"Wow. I…" Emily stammers off happy Penelope wasn't paying attention. She had suspected there was something happening with Garcia and her feelings towards Luke; but this?!

"He's just so sexy. He's from Puerto Rico."

"He sounds great."

"But I feel bad because I can't have him. And I can't tell my friend how I feel. She'll be mad at me."

"Oh you never know. You should try talking to her about it."

"No. Nope no one can ever know! Plus Luke would never like me."

"What's not to like? You're amazing!" Emily won't be surprised if he did in fact like Garcia; you didn't need to be a profiler to analyze the looks he gave her.

"Nah! But its ok soon as Santa gets here I'm gonna have him take back my beanie baby collection I asked for in exchange for Luke."

"Ah. Ok plan." Silence falls on the tiny room again and for a more extended amount of time. Emily watches as Garcia falls asleep. A gentle knock on the door a few minutes later awakens the patient.

"Hi Emily. I'm good?" She sounds like herself though in a fog.

"Yes you're fine. In fact you can go home now.' The same lady from twenty minutes earlier speaks up the doorway. 'Call if any complications arise." Emily nods as she helps Garcia stand up.

"Thank you. Come on Penelope let's get you home. Maybe Santa will meet you there."

"What?!"

"Oh never mind."