"Would you really refrigerate me?"
"Yes Booth, The body goes through stages that would cause an unpleasant smell to occur."
"Nice Bones, nice."
"W-what?" her face scrunched up in that confused way it always did when she asked him this.
"Lets just hope that it doesn't occur anytime soon."
"I hope that that is true; however, recently premature deaths have become more common due to diseases such as cancer and other health defects."
"Can we change the subject to something undeath related?"
"You cannot sing on tune Booth."
"Where did that come from?"
"I observed your vocal skills today at the funeral and have come to the conclusion that they are sub par."
"That's a bit unfair Bones and you didn't even get to see me dance."
"I have observed you dancing skills before Booth; however, due to you lower…back… problems, did you see how I did that, I called it your back and not your…"
"Ok ok Bones, I get it, my back is hurt so my dancing sucks. But I still have it!"
"Have what?"
"It!"
"It What?" he looked at her as if she were a child unable to comprehend two plus two and she became impatient, "…Booooth."
"My charm Bones, my charm!"
"Oh, you are speaking of your skill to persuade people into giving you information without them knowing that they are giving it to you."
"Exactly Bones! My charm!"
"Why is it that you can only be "devastatingly charming" when I am not watching?" She air quoted.
"Bones…"
"And! Do you really find me attractive and sexy, as you said? Do you believe that I could have seduced that man?" Her eyebrows raised on the word seduced. She was having fun with this; Booth's eyes went toward the sky in a "help me" fashion. They continued walking towards the car huddled under the quiet protection of the umbrella. His hand placed at the small of her back as it was accustom to doing.
"Yes Bones." She awaited his continuation but it never came. Stepping in front of him she stared up at his eyes.
"Yes what?"
Booth took a long and exaggerated inhale. Wrong idea, his senses were overloaded with her scent. That perfume that clung to his jackets even after merely being in the same car with her for a short period of time. The scent that stayed in his car long after she departed.
"Bones, I do believe that you can seduce," he was careful of that word, "Your mouth just… sometimes…gets in the way." He exhaled quickly.
"What does my mouth have to do with seduction? Is it structured in an unattractive way? I know that I am not the ideal female, but I am in no way classified as unattractive, I have seduced many a men in my life."
"No! God No Bones! You are very attractive," Her face rose into a smile at his reply, "And please, for the hundredth time. I don't want to know about the men you seduced."
"Yes you do. It is male curiosity that drives that want. I can read it in your stance. You become an alpha male when other men approach me, your jaw tenses when they begin to flirt. Its basic social structure, there is nothing to be embarrassed about Booth, don't look so shocked."
Booth stood starring at her, mouth slightly open to respond but the words dissolved by her utter forwardness. Not only was the woman standing in front of him self assured, slightly arrogant, and a genius but she was observative, cunning, and charming.
"Booth?"
"Yea?" He finally found his voice but it was still awkward and weak.
"Stop starring at me as if you are denying it, you know you do. Now explain to me why you cannot be charming when I am present, your alpha male status should prevail any awkwardness. And you obviously are not trying to hide that fact from me."
"Bones… I cannot explain that to you right now."
"Why not?"
"I just cant, now c'mon you are gonna catch a cold out here. How about lunch?"
"Ok, but you have to explain it to me later, ok?"
"One day Bones, one day."
