Re: Sam/G
Sam felt slightly better that G wasn't involved with... whatever that email was. "Do people really speak like that? Is this an FBI thing or a BAU thing? I'd like to know so we can avoid them like the plague when we go back. Impressed, tremendous? What is he smoking? We had to fight tooth and nail to get people to do anything."
He sighed, because he'd never understand these agents. Never. "I don't mind that he's answering all the emails. At least you don't have to, but this is just-" Sam looked up. "So do I need to tell him who I'm rooming with or is my team leader enough?" he asked with smirk. "I'm sure Sean wants a roommate," he said, keeping a straight face.