A/N: I don't own anything. Well maybe the writing but the characters or songs. Nope not a one.
"Why would anyone do that in the first place," she asked.
"Nobody really would," he said as he ran his hands through his hair. "It's just an expression, okay."
"Well it's a stupid expression that means nothing," she said as she crossed her arms over her chest defensively. "There really is only one way to skin a cat. A subcutaneous incision to start and then the rest is just like peeling an orange."
He looked disgusted, "Thanks Bones. Now I can never eat an orange again without thinking of someone filleting a cat."
"Objectively speaking, I suppose the tools could vary but the principal would remain constant," she continued. "I don't see what purpose it could serve, though. Cats are generally small so using a hide for any practical purpose would prove difficult, unless you connected numerous hides together, of course."
"Of course," he said as he shook his head in disbelief. "You know what Bones? I've got to go. I'll catch up with you later." He turned and walked off the platform heading for the door.
"What got into him?" Hodgins asked.
"I'm not sure, I was just explaining how certain expressions have no real meaning and he just left."
"And he looked a little nauseous too," Hodgins said.