Last one for the day!!!

Disclaimer: For the millionth time, NO!!!

"No way."

"Way."

"No way."

"WAY!"

Zach was only half listening. H e was too engrossed in the ethnography he was reading on the net about an ethnic group from South America. It was interesting and Zach continued to read, even while Dr. Saroyan and Angela continued their exchange.

"I do not believe that Seeley would put a half-naked picture of himself on his Facebook profile!" Dr. Saroyan shouted.

"He what?" Dr. Brennan, who was sitting nearby, exclaimed.

"I'm telling you I saw it when I was looking at Hodgins' profile. You know he's on Hodgins' friends list. I decided to check it out and there he was, in nothing but a pair of jeans and a smile."

"I have to see that for myself," Dr. Saroyan declared.

"I'd have to see it too...you know to believe it," said Dr. Brennan.

"Excuse me a minute, Zach."

With her hip, Dr. Saroyan pushed Zach's swivel chair to the side, clicked on Tabs and typed in Facebook.

"I'll show you, I'll show you!" Angela pushed Dr. Saroyan over, which caused her to fall into Zach's lap.

"I don't see it" Dr. Brennan had her eyes glued to the screen.

"There it is," Dr. Saroyan pointed at the picture with excitement, "Ohhh...he looks hot."

"I agree, "Angela grinned naughtily.

Dr. Brennan cleared her throat, "Um...what did you say the name of this site was?"

"Facebook, sweetie," Angela explained, "You have profiles where you can tell all about yourself, and put up pictures. Also a good excuse for ogling your half-naked partner."

Dr. Brennan shot her a venomous look.

"Who took this picture?" Dr. Saroyan wondered.

"Some lucky creature," Angela shook her head, then smiled, "Brennan wishes it was her."

"Ange-la!" Brennan shouted.

"Oh, come on, Bren, you can't deny…"

"Dr. Saroyan, can you please stop squirming?"

The three looked at him. Then Angela and Dr. Brennan looked at Dr. Saroyan.

"It's uncomfortable."

"Whoops," she got up, "Um, sorry Zach."

Zach got up too, "You can have the chair."

"Oh. Thank you."

Zach put his hands in his lab coat pockets.

"I'll just use a different computer," he said and walked off.

There's a running theme in my fics, where Angela teases Brennan and Booth taunts Cam. And I think that the "Ange-la!" that Brennan says when Angela teases her is a running theme as well. What can I say? I was taught writing unofficially by Mel Brooks. Not joking, I even find myself breaking the 'fourth wall' a la Robin Hood: Men in Tights at times.

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