His hands were playing the steering wheel like a drum as they drove their sleek SUV to their destination. Booth had not seen his partner from way back when in quite sometime. He had tried to explain the nature of his friendship with Reynolds to Brennan, but she didn't quite grasp it the way he had explained it. To her they were simply coworkers from a long time ago. His eyes danced from clock to road as they neared the business building in which their next case was waiting for them. This time however, they were forming an alliance with The Lightman Group. This case contained too many people with too many answers, and Booth and Brennan couldn't figure out what was and wasn't true.

Booth flashed his FBI badge as he found a random place to park in decent distance from the building. He was excited to be reliving his early FBI days and he let his excitement write itself all over his face. As they approached the elevator inside, he hopped in and pushed the button that would lead to their destination rather forcefully. So forcefully, Brennan finally cracked.

"Booth, you're acting rather inappropriately. You need to treat this like it's any other case, stay professional. If we can impress Dr. Lightman and his fellows, they could be an excellent asset to our team in future cases."

"Bones, relax. I am capable of remaining cool and collected. I'm just glad that I get to see an old buddy, okay? It's like you seeing Angela after a long break."

"Angela and I haven't really been on a long break from each other."

"Oh good here's our floor."

The elevator door chimed and opened a few moments later. Booth stepped out as Brennan followed at his side. Booth went right up to the desk and began his normal chit chat about finding who they needed to find, while Brennan took in the entrance way where the company name was written and the many pictures of faces and their expressions graced the wall. Brennan hated psychology, so she wasn't staring at the expressions, but rather the bone structures within each face.

"You must be Dr. Brennan. Huge fan, your books are awesome." She turned and offered a small smile. "I'm Eli Loker. I'm the unpaid intern who used to be paid." She nodded and offered another small smile. "You don't care, so I'm gonna just get back to work." He pointed behind her. "There's the people you're looking for, more in your league, they're the doctors." She nodded yet again and turned her back to Loker and headed over to Booth and who she presumed was Dr. Lightman.

"Dr. Brennan, pleasure. I'm Cal Lightman and this is my associate, Dr. Gillian Foster."

"Thank you for assisting us with this case. Our psychologist Dr. Sweets is typically very good at catching who is lying, and Booth is as well, we're just a little in over our heads in this case… I regret to say."

"Excellent. The more the merrier."

"More liars? You want more?"

"Bones he does this for a living. You like bones, he likes faces." He gestured to her and said quietly. She nodded in agreement, though internally questioned the fun in that.

"It's loads of fun actually, It's like being a psychic!" He said wandering in the direction of his office.

"We should follow him." Brennan led the three of them after Cal and into his culturally decorated office.

"For a psychologist you have a lot of cultural artifacts in your office."

"I prefer to think of myself as the circus act. Foster's the shrink." He shed a smile, and noticed the stone look upon Brennan's. "I studied with a culture to observe facial expressions and if they differ between cultures the world over. Turns out they don't." He plopped into his chair. "Agent Booth, your old friend Agent Reynolds gave me the down low on your case. Pity it's a young, your victim."

"Who do you propose we look at first, based on you scientific inquiry?" Brennan said quickly with urgency in her voice.

"Well here's the thing Dr. Brennan, the information gathered doesn't really help me at all. Sure it provides background information that Foster and I could use later on, but as of right now, I need to see them give the answers."

"So we'll be going backwards?"

"Never backwards, we're just getting new evidence your lab failed to acquire."

Brennan looked at Lightman and her face screamed disgust. He smiled at her with a tease, and then caught the disapproving look in Foster's eye.