"It's part of her cover. She makes you think she's nothing but a pretty woman and then kicks you ass after a nice verbal whipping." Derek reached out to cup the back of her head and pulled her closer just as he leaned in for a kiss. "It's all right. I haven't taken my eyes off of you for years. We'll see if you can get those Louboutins."
Sam groaned. "And if I didn't know you can work, I might throw up right now. You're more of a girl than she is."
Derek raised an eyebrow. "While we use it for profiling, we do not believe that gender stereotypes empower either gender. Therefore characterizing behavior as 'girlish' is as negative as calling people crazy. That and she will kick your ass if you say that again," he finished with a grin.
"You talk and I hear blah, blah, blah," Sam answered with his own smirk, before turning to G. "Let's stick to people for now. Just in case getting into the mind of animals with chicken's brains turns you stupid or something." Right, still trusting these powers. Not.