Reid: What is that?
Prentiss: It's called a star puzzle. It's basically impossible to figure out. You have put all of the pieces back together to form a perfect star. But the origin of it, is um, kind of a romantic tale. There, was this young prince who wanted to win the heart of the fairest maiden in the land, so he climbed to the top of the tallest tower in the kingdom and he caught a falling star for her. Unfortunately, he was so excited that he dropped it and it smashed into all of these pieces, so he frantically put it back together again to prove his undying love to her and he succeeded. And they lived happily ever after.
Reid: That doesn't make any sense.
Prentiss: [pauses and gives Reid a glare] What do you mean?
Reid: You can't catch a falling star. It would burn up in the atmosphere.
Prentiss: Yeah, but it's not literal Reid. It's a fable.
Reid: But there's no moral uh, fables have morals.
Prentiss: Ok, so it's just a romantic little story. The point is, [Reid picks up the unsolved puzzle] it's basically impossible to do because you have to take all of those pieces and fit them together exactly... [Reid puts the solved puzzle on the table] There's a lot to hate about you Dr. Reid. [Morgan laughs]
Rossi: Play poker with him sometime.
Morgan: Try playing chess with him.
Garcia: Or Go.