This is from the man from the State Departments point of view, you know the midget that they're working with and Brennan basically says Booth could kick him out a window. Happy reading.
2.6 – The Girl in the Suite 2013 – Alex Rasdwell
Agent Booth was brought in on this explosion, with his partner the forensic anthropologist Dr. Temperance Brennan. They stepped through the doors of the elevator, Dr. Brennan snapped on her gloves making some witty comment to Agent Booth, which I didn't catch but a quite grin crossed his face before he introduced me. She said, "Hello" before she asked him why he was acting weird, she read him like a book, but she had minimal tact saying that he was uncomfortable because of my size. Then she asked what my condition was which I told wasn't her business and it wasn't relevant. She disagreed that it was her business but agreed it wasn't relevant. She's the first person I've ever met that was uncomfortable with my size to start with; in fact, she thought that everyone treated me too nicely because of my size.
Later I was trying to explain to them the workings of the state department she was annoyed and launched into an explanation of why it's impossible that three separate agencies would all ask me to do the same thing. He laughed at her settling onto a desk to watch her annoyed rant, including the possibility of kicking me through a window, which I didn't blame him for she was a beauty particularly when arguing her point. I gave her my regular State Department spiel before walking ahead of them into the conference room. I heard him explain what I had said, and when I stopped and looked back at him, he had her had at her back and was whispering something into her ear that caused her to let out yet another annoyed sigh.
I interrupted them questioning of Judge Ramos's son they were both thoroughly annoyed with me but he showed it by puffing and calling her Bones, an endearing nickname if you ask me. She however lashed out telling me that little people were use to being close to center of power as clowns and court jesters but I was neither funny nor amusing I was just a bureaucratic backstop. They were an entertaining pair, even if they were getting on my nerves with they're investigation. Mostly because I knew they were right to investigate, it was just my job to get them to stop.
Now it's ten-thirty at night and I'm surprised to find them both in his office demanding to know who authorized the block on the account number he's trying to find the owner of. She sees that Agent Booth isn't getting through me so she asks if she can talk to me, like I'm not there. I'm annoyed I'm right there, but his response leads me to believe that she often asks for permission from him to talk to people, I'm sure it has to do with her lack of people skills. When she accidently threatens the State Department, he latches onto it as a great idea, she looks at him in confusion for a brief minute and he gives her a reassuring look and she lets him continue, then he tells me to take baby steps. I'm so sick of the jokes.
They had someone call and stop the take off the airplane, when I confronted the pair. She looked guilty and looked at Booth and he brushed it off asking how long he had and what their options were. What a pair, trying to avoid every state department mandate.
When they confronted Judge Ramos, I was sitting there to avoid anything going wrong. They were right though this mess didn't need taken to Columbia. It would save her as much as it would hurt her. I have to say they were a great pair to watch work together; I've never met someone as comfortable off the bat with me. Nor have I ever seen anyone work as well with Booth as she does, in all the run ins that I've had with him. That pair will make the FBI proud, and be a pain in the ass to the State Department if we ever had to work together again.
