"Just great" I mumble as I wake up to my phone ringing at about 06:30am on a Saturday morning. I check the caller ID to see that it's Booth. "What do you want, Booth?" I say groggily. I don't mean to sound that way but I only got home from the lab at 3:15. "Well good morning to you too Bones" he says with a bit of a laugh to his voice. "Booth, I'm tired and I only got home from the lab about three hours ago, this better be important"
"Well, if you really want to know?" he says. I know that he is teasing me but I just can't play along because I am so tired. "If you don't tell me in the next 5 seconds, I will hang up" I say. "Goodbye Booth" I say just as I'm about to put down the phone when he begins to speak. "I got invited to go to the ... for a dinner party thing this weekend and I was going to ask you if you would like to go with me?" he says, the last bit just slightly sped up. "Why did you have to ask me at half six in the morning? May I ask" "Well because I want you to come with me and this way you can't say that you didn't know or that you didn't have enough warning" he says and I can tell that he is smiling that 'Charm smile' of his. "So Bones, what do you say? Will you come with me?" I could tell that he was anxious for my answer so I decided to try and make him squirm
"Is this a date Booth? Why don't you ask Cam or Angela or one of the many other women that you know to go to this with you?" I say teasingly. "Well, it's you know" he stutters but soon recovers "It's a work thing and you're my partner and so... Wait a second, Do you want it to be a date Bones?" he says. Darn, I didn't think that he would try and get me back. Well, two can play this game. "Well then if it's for work why don't you invite agent Perotta" I say, even though I want to go with him, I figured that this was the best way for me to try and avoid the question. "Is this your way of saying that you don't want to go out with me?" he says dejectedly. "NO-" I practically scream, now fully awake. I hear his laugh and realise that he was playing me.
"Okay Booth, I'll go to the party with you" I say and I hear his sigh of relief "So, when and where is this thing on exactly?" I ask curiously. "It's on next Friday night at the ... At eight o'clock" he said "But don't worry about it because I'll collect you from your apartment and take you home and you won't have to worry about a thing. All you'll have to do is sit there and look pretty and keep me from dying of boredom". I had to admit that I was getting kind of nervous because he still didn't answer the question about this being a date.
"Booth" I say shakily. "Yea Bones" he replies "you still didn't tell me if this is a date or not and you know that anthropologically speaking when a person asks another person out to a pre-arranged social event, It's considered a date, so..." I say, leaving the sentence hanging as if to ask him the question and waited eagerly for his response. "Do you want it to be a date bones?" he asks "Hey, that's not fair because I asked you first" I say while pouting. "Yea Bones, It was an idea for a date but if you don't want it to be then I won't force you and it can be just a night of us having fun at a party and making fun of people that we don't know".
I ponder the thought for a little while and then my thoughts are interrupted by his voice saying "Bones? You there Bones?" "Oh sorry Booth, Okay I'll go out with you. Oh and by the way, it has never been proven that somebody has died of boredom just so you know".
He doesn't say anything and I try to conceal my laughter at his shock. He seems to recover "So, I'm guessing that you are up now so how about I swing by your place in a little while and take you out to breakfast?" he suggests. I'm still really tired but I find it hard to say no to him. "Okay, Booth, I'll leave the door unlocked and you can just let yourself in when you get here" "Okay Bones, I will see you in a while" and with that, the phone call is over.