"What's said Is said" The Goblin King told the girl. The TV echoed in the mostly empty apartment, only to be interrupted by popcorn sounds and commentary.

"That man has more makeup than a transvestite. You find that hot?" The man beside her complained.

"And thaaaat's Jealousy rearing it's ugly head, right there." She replied, blandly.

"Excuse me, but last time I checked, I was number 5 on the 'Most Eligible Bachelor' List. Besides, what makes you say that?" He returned.

"Come on, Castle. You can't seriously tell me you don't like Bowie."

"What makes you think I like Bowie?"

She gives him an arch look.

"Okay, you're right." He accedes. "It's the pants, isn't it?" he mutters.

She had the grace to silently blush. He smirks.

"You know. I'm pretty sure I have one of those in the closet." He mentions.

She stares at him. "I'm sure you do."

"I could put it on and do that whole Dance, Magic, Dance number, too." He added, beginning to cotton to the possibilities of 'dress up'. "We could get you a 'Sarah' outfit, and-"

"Castle, stop it! I'm trying to watch the movie!" she said, irritation lacing her voice, trying and failing to keep her attention on the movie that was now, unfortunately, starting to bleed into the background of Castle's chatter.

"What for? You probably have a copy of it, stashed away, somewhere. Or you could always borrow mine. Esposito can be Toby." He flashes her his trademark smile and says "Come on, what do you say, Kate?"

"Esposito? Toby?" She doesn't really hear him. The image of Esposito in red and white striped footsie pajamas had just infected her brain.

She shut her eyes. The mental image refused to go away.

"Or, I don't know. Do you think maybe Kevin for Toby, and Esposito as Hoggle? Nah. Gates would probably be a better Hoggle. All that negativity. Plus, She hates me. So if I'm playing Jareth, that might work. So that makes Esposito for Ludo or Sir Didymus..."

The awful mental images kept piling up. She could no longer even hear the movie, so caught up was she in the picture he was vividly painting for her, that she was sure he didn't even hear her protest, earlier. She was already at the limit of her patience, and he just kept yammering and yammering and yammering and...

"Aaaaaarrrgh!" She growled. "CASTLE! I WISH THE GOBLINS WOULD COME AND TAKE YOU AWAY, RIGHT NOW!"

And then there was silence.