Prentiss: Ladies, this is Brad, a real FBI agent.
Prentiss: You obviously altered it in Photoshop or something. That hair?
Garcia: Oh, no, Pussycat. That - that’s all you. Garfield High, Class of ‘89.
Prentiss: You really didn’t change anything?
Garcia: I hacked it, as is. You’re seriously trying to tell me you don’t remember rocking that look?
Reid: Perhaps your lack of recognition stems from a dissociative fugue suffered in adolescence. Say, at a Siouxsie and the Banshees concert?
Garcia: Renfield’s may be rare, but vampires are anything but. And there’s a huge sub-culture in Los Angeles of the red drinking ‘undead.’
Rossi: Why is that not a surprise?
Morgan: Garcia, all these people drink blood?
Garcia: Au contraire, most of them just dress up like Prentiss did in high school and play make believe.
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