With a single click, Dr. Temperance Brennan logged on to . A sigh of contentment passed over her lips as she opened her inbox. A smile lit up her face when she saw a message from him at the top of her inbox. For months she had been courting the mysterious stranger. Through the months, they hadn't exchanged much personal information. Sure they knew what movies they enjoyed, what songs were their favorites. But when it came down to names, jobs, phone numbers, details were sparse. She didn't mind it that way for some reason which was beyond her thinking capacity. She pushed that out of her brain and clicked on the message.

Dear Arizona

I feel that we've finally reached that point in our relationship that we could meet. We've been talking for months now and the next logical step is dinner. I won't wait for your reply. You know I'm headstrong like that. Hope to see you tomorrow night, McGilligan's, 8pm. I'll be the one with the red carnation in his pocket.

Yours truly
Ranger

She had to stop and catch her breath. She tried to voice something, to debate with herself what she should do, when Angela strolled into her office. With her ever present sketchpad in hand, she took one look at Temperance's face and knew something was up.

"So, I take it Ranger sent a message?" Angela asked.

"Yes he did and I'm rather shocked by its content," she said.

"You shocked? That's something new. What does it say?"

"He wants to meet. After all these months of mutual anonymity, he breaks the norm. He said he was headstrong but this is highly sporadic," she closed the window to her internet, writing down the restaurant name and time.

"Okay Brennan, drop the scientific mumbo jumbo. Fact is, he's ready to fully break the ice and start an official relationship with you. I think you should go to dinner and I shall pick your outfit," Angela smiled that teased Brennan. She felt like resisting, protesting that there was so much she didn't know about him, but nothing came to mind.

"As long as I don't seem like a hussy."

"Have I ever made you dress like a hussy?"

"There was that one time when-"

"Bones, I need you. We got a case to solve," Seeley's voice interrupted her own.

"I'll be right there Booth. Just go get the car. We'll talk about this more later Angela," she said and gathered up her files, hurrying after Booth.

"You're going!" yelled Angela after her. She raised up a hand in response and slipped out the door.