"I like you, Dr. Brennan." Catherine approved, nodding her head.
Dr. Brennan looked down to Catherine's engagement ring, and held back a whimper.
At Brennan's unusual quietness, Catherine continued, "As you know I already have a Maid Of Honor, but I would like to make you one of my bridesmaids. It would mean a lot, Dr. Brennan."
The doctor clenched her fists of under the Diner table.
"You told me this was about the case, I don't like liars." She said, matter of fact, not beating around the bush.
"I didn't mean to offend you, and this is about the case, I just wanted to ask you to be one of my bridesmaids, before we discussed murder."
"I'm afraid I have to decline your generous offer." Brennan's words were cold, bitter. "I'm sorry." Dr. Brennan added, in a small voice.
Catherine scuffed, and was obviously offended, "You know, Seeley said you were socially crippled, that you were clueless, but I think you're just rude." Catherine said, twisting the ring on her finger, angrily.
"Booth called me sexually crippled?" Brennan asked.
"What? How would he know? You two were together? He lied to me!"
"For your information, Catherine, Booth doesn't lie, and he wouldn't know, because we have never resorted to having sexual intercourse, and we don't discuss any thing in the nature of sex, ever. He's quite squeamish."
"You make sex sound like a horrible thing." Catherine smiled smugly... "It's been a while, huh?" She laughed, but Brennan didn't see the amusement.
"For some people that's the only way they can connect, sex, but for others, sex doesn't matter. In fact, sex isn't nearly as important in some relationships, then others, because there is a stronger bond. A very strong bond."
Catherine leaned toward Temperance threateningly, "Listen, here, listen hard, you and Booth are friends, partners, right? At least, that's what you say. Won't it hurt him if you don't accept my offer? If you care about him so much, be my bridesmaid." She sneered in Temperance's face.
"Did Booth ask you to do this?"
"Do you really think I would want you as my bridesmaid?"
"Angela did." Brennan said, quietly.
"Yeah, well, Angela feels bad for you, and you're problems." Catherine got her purse and jacket together, "I'll call you for the dress fitting." she said, on her way out the door, and left Brennan to pay the bill.