He is driving along a fairly forest-y, rural-y road, zooming along, until he experiences that oh too familiar moment of getting stuck behind a work vehicle and having to slow down exponentially.

We meet Detective Forman, who asks that the BAU call him JT. He has set the BAU right on the beach under tents, and apologizes for this set up not being “a cushy arrangement.” Sir, there are 9 dead bodies.

The man gets a text that says, “How’s it going” to which he replies, “Oh. my. God. so much fun” yikes. We see him digging in the dirt, pulling out a skull, and placing it in a bag. Hamlet moment!

She comes home with groceries, opens the kitchen cupboard, and everything is organized. And she PANICS. If I came home and my shelves looked this good- I would be THRILLED. Everything looks so clean and organized.

She rifles through the fridge… past the tinfoil leftovers, past the fruit, past the other dessert options. And selects… the best snack. The only snack, as far as I am concerned- a stalk of raw celery.