Dear Journal/Sweets,
I have the house to myself. Well, Booth's house, anyway. Like I said before, Brennan and I are staying over to make sure Booth doesn't go to sleep, and then he got an idea.
He decided it would be fun to take us back to the rink for ice-skating. Well, he didn't tell Brenn it was ice-skating, just that he had a really fun idea. I got the real dish, though.
Anyway, being the clever girl/matchmaker I am, I declined and told them I was tired (lie). Booth looked torn between grateful and wanting to thump the back of my head, because he knew exactly what I was thinking.
But, they went, and now I'm sitting here, quite smugly.
I know they're having fun. I'll get all the details later.
Lily