Optometry

"Stop fiddling! You'll break them."

"I hate them, but I won't break them."

"I told you to get contacts."

"Little pieces of plastic in my eyes? No thanks."

A stunning redhead interrupted the Booth-Brennan bickering. "Hi, I'm Kara. Which way is Authentications?" She spoke directly to Booth.

"Uhhh..."

"That way," Brennan pointed.

"Do you work here too?" Kara blinked at her. When neither one answered, she walked away.

"Why did she think you worked here?" Brennan couldn't comprehend.

"The glasses, I think." Booth was equally shocked.

Booth broke first. His face split into a grin. "Definitely not getting contacts."