"Hey Bones, what are
you doing tonight?"
"Tonight? Oh, um…nothing I guess. I was
just going to stay around here and get some work done."
"Work?
It's Friday night, Bones. No one works on Friday nights."
"I
know, that's why I like being here. It's quiet, and I'm never
interrupted. I'm almost never here anymore…"
"You make
that sound like a bad thing."
"Booth…no…I just, I used to
spend a lot more time here, and I like it. If I go home, I'll just
be alone and I'll get bored, so I might as well get something
accomplished."
"Yeah…anyways I was going to ask if you
wanted to go to a movie with me."
"Are you asking me
out?"
"Bones…let me finish, do you want to go to a movie
with me AND Parker?"
"Oh…sorry"
"Nope,
that's okay…Bones…are you saying you want to go on a date with
me? You know, we could do that sometime. I could ask your dad, he'd
give me a speech about protecting you, and you know, I'd believe
him, cause…hey I've seen what he can do."
"Very funny. No
I'm not interested in going on a date with you. Besides, I don't
think you have a very good record of dates."
"Oh ho! What is
that about? I'll have you know I'm a great date, Bones."
"Oh
yeah? Well, the last time you were on a date, it was with Cam, who
wasn't even your girlfriend, AND her own sister came on to
you."
"You know about that?"
"Well, you know, Hodgins,
so… Angela, then me…it's kind of the way it works."
"I
thought you were swearing off gossip."
"Look, I didn't tell
anyone else, and it's not like I asked Angela anything, she just
bounced in here, and …well you know how she is."
"Yeah, but
that's only one date…and not even a real date, so it doesn't
count."
"Okay…how about that time with Tessa, when we found
that modern mummy. You know that was a pretty crappy date."
"Yeah,
well, I made it up to her."
"Oh yeah, I think I remember you
saying that you would. With ice cream? What's up with that? What is
so special about ice cream?"
"Oh…um…yeah
Bones…well, there's this thing…and…whoo…um…you know what,
not really any of your business, so just MYOB."
" I don't
know what that means."
"It means Mind Your Own
Beeswax."
"Beeswax?"
'Business Bones, mind your own
business…as in butt out…"
"Got it."
"And Bones, I'm
pretty sure you don't want me rehashing all your dates."
"Yeah…I guess
not."
"So Bones, how about it? We'll pick you up at
7?"
"Sure, Booth, what's the movie?"
"I don't even know,
something Parker wants to see. Chances are good I'll pretty much
hate it."
'Then why are you going to it?"
"For Parker, Bones?
You know…it's what he wants, so I'm okay with that."
"Well,
then why am I going?"
"For me, Bones. You know…it's what I
want, so…"
"I'm okay with that"
'That's right,
Bones."
"Okay, I'll go, but
on one condition."
"I'm pretty sure I'm not going to like
this."
"I'm pretty sure you're going to hate it."
"What's
the condition, Bones?"
"You have to take me
out on a real date. It's for an experiment I'm
doing"
"Experiment? Bones…what's going on?"
"I'm trying to choose a girlfriend for you."
"WHAT?…Where's
this coming from, Bones?"
"Well, Booth, almost every week some
woman tries to get me to introduce you to her. You would not believe
some of the things women have said about you."
"Oh yeah? Like
what?" Booth's chest puffed out with pride.
"Hmmm…let's see, you're sex on legs, one woman said that if you were her 'partner' as she put it, she'd be willing to…well…it was really…"
"Bones…are you
blushing? Whoa, it must have really been something."
"Yeah, it
was…and someone else wanted to be the "F" in your FBI…I
didn't get that one at first, but I think she meant she wanted
to..."
"Got it Bones…yeah…I get letters like that
sometimes."
"So why haven't you taken anyone up on it?"
"How do you know I haven't?"
She frowned.
"What's
the matter, Bones?"
"Nothing, I just…yeah
I guess it's possible that you have a sex life that I don't know
about…that's normal, you satisfying your biological
urges."
"Bones…relax…I'm not, I mean I don't respond
to those letters, okay? I'm not the kind of guy who has sex with
any girl who offers, so…what's this about now?"
"Well,
there is one girl I know who I think you would like a lot. She's a
friend from college, and she's a lot like me, but only in the ways
you like, and she's different from me in the ways you would like
too. She's smart, but she's always had guys who liked her. She's
well…beautiful also…with big…well, you know."
"Bones…I
don't know what to say."
"Relax Booth…just trust me. But
I'm not quite sure it will work out, so I kind of want you to do a
trial run. I want to make sure that you won't mess it up, and I
want you to end up with someone great, not just one of these crazy
FBI fans of yours."
"Okay Bones…I'll
meet your friend…sounds great."
"Booth, you don't sound
excited."
"Nope, couldn't be happier. So, are we still on
for tonight?"
"Yes Booth. Are you sure you still want to pick me up?"
"Yes…we'll see you at 7."
"Alright Booth, see you then."
"Fine."
"Fine"
"Fine"
Booth slammed the door on his way out.