Title: Girltalk
Wordcount: 162
Disclaimer:
Not mine. Never have been, never will be.
Tucking the case files under his arm as he came over to their table, Booth grinned at Bones and wondered why Angela and Camille looked like they were about to burst into laughter. "Ladies, hope I'm not interrupting something."
"Oh, Doctor Saroyan and I were just comparing stories of our sexual experiences with you."
Apart from the blush creeping up his neck, Booth's face barely flickered. "Oh, look, we have a mass homicide on our hands," he said in an oddly chirpy voice. "Let's get going Bones."
"But she hasn't answered my question about that thing you did last night yet."
His demeanour still completely professional, Booth lifted Brennan out of her chair and started prodding her down the stairs. "Hup, hup. Lots of dead people for you to identify. C'mon."
"No need to be so pushy," Brennan protested as he all but dragged her out the door. "They're not going to get any more dead."
"We don't leave now, I might."
