Chapter 3 Intelligence
"Girls just wanna have fun…" Brennan straightened up from examining the unusual remains with Cam to answer her cell phone.
"Bones, I know your Aztec mummy friend just arrived from the Mexican museum this morning, but can you break away from your hot Mayan date this evening and come with me on a stake-out? We've received intelligence that the Picnic stalker might be visiting his mother at Golden Harvest Villa and I need your beautiful brain to analyze if he's our killer when he leaves tonight at closing time. We have surveillance footage of a figure entering and leaving the crime scene, and security video tape of a person who's been coming monthly to see this ailing lady. Our forensic techs believe both tapes show the same guy. I thought we could grab an early dinner at the diner, I can show you the two recordings, and then we can head over to observe him as he leaves the care center tonight. Please, Bones?"
"Booth, Aztecs are not Mayan and I don't date mummified remains. Can't you take Dr. Guesclin since he's on exchange from Montreal? I believe he's qualified to make this comparison," Brennan countered.
"Nope, Cullen only trusts your superior intelligence. He says I've got to get your blessing before I arrest any suspects!"
"Booth, I don't bless anyone, much less possible felons. I'm an atheist."
"Come on Bones, it's an expression…hey, you're yanking my chain, aren't you? I know you've heard that phrase before!"
Her tinkling laughter came through his phone. "Yes, Booth, I'm teasing you."
"Dr. Goodman, can we resume our analysis here in the morning?... Yes, Booth needs me….Thank you."
"Bones, I'll pick you up in twenty minutes! Chop, chop! "
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Later that evening…
Thanks for helping me out here, Bones."
"That's what partners do, Booth."
"You know…. it's a sign of my superior intellect that I knew we'd make it together!"
"Yes, Booth…..You are a very intelligent man."
