Later that night, Angela found Brennan in her office, laying on her couch, reading.

"What are you doing?"
"Ugh…reading." Brennan replied.

Angela laughed. "Says the NY Times bestselling author."

Brennan put her book down on her lap.

"What are you reading?"
"Pride and Prejudice."
"Really, sweetie?"

"Yes, why not? Booth has read it, so…you know…"
"Ah, I see."

"There's nothing to see. Booth is reading another one, so I'm reading one.'
"Let me guess, Emma."
"How'd you know?"

Angela shook her head. "You're really turning this into a competition?"
"Well, no, not exactly, I mean, he's reading his second book by Jane Austen. I'm sure I've read more books than him in my life, so, if it is a competition, I'd win, but, no…it's not a competition."
"Right, right…so, what's going on in the book so far?"
"Well, it's actually not that bad."
"Really, all those repressed women in England?"
"Well, I didn't say I loved it, just that you know, it's not like torture or anything."
"So…"
"Well, Hodgins was kind of right, this…Elizabeth Bennett…she's really, outspoken and smart and funny, and she has to deal with her sisters. There is an underlying Darwinian theme of survival that is fascinating."
"Uh huh…"

"Ange, it's true. All of the women in the town need to marry rich men, but there aren't a lot of options. Two move into the town, and then, all the mothers try to pair up their offspring with these eligible mates."
"Isn't this the kind of thing you normally hate? Marriage as an institution and all that?"
"Well, yes, but, it's still a fascinating study. Plus, there's this guy, Mr. Darcy."

"Handsome?"
"Yes."

"Is he good, loyal?"

"Yes, I suppose so, especially to his friends and family."
"Does he make Elizabeth crazy, but she's not sure why?"
"Yes…Angela, are you sure you've never read this?"
"I'm sure…just, you know, it's a classic relationship."
"What?"
"Come on, beautiful, smart woman, comes into contact with a strong, alpha male, someone loyal, and, you know, you get…sparks."
"Oh, yeah I guess so."

"So, speaking of Booth, is he going to be around tomorrow?"
"What? We weren't talking about Booth." Brennan was confused.
"Oh, yeah, my mistake." Angela hid a smile.



"But, yeah, I mean, he and I have to go to this Jane Austen Society meeting tomorrow night, so he'll probably pick me up from here."

"Sounds nice. I'll let you keep reading."

Angela smiled as she walked out the office door.