Brennan took the apple pie out of the oven and put it on the counter to cool. She'd taken off from work a few hours early to bake a pie to take to the school concert and bake sale. She glanced at the clock: 4:47. She decided to use the time before Booth came home with Christine to get ready for the evening.
Court ended early, so Booth and Christine got home at 5:15. Booth sent Christine to change her clothes for the concert. He caught a whiff of cinnamon. "Sweet!", he thought, "Bones made me an apple pie." He cut himself a big piece and enjoyed it thoroughly before going to change his clothes.
"Hi, Booth. I didn't hear you come in. We need to leave in about an hour." She went into the kitchen to wrap up the pie, and found a very large hole in it. "BOOTH! You ate a piece of this pie! I made it to take for the bake sale! Now what am I going to take? I don't have time to make another one. Why didn't you ask before having some of it?"
"Why would I ask? How would I know it was for a bake sale? I thought you made me a pie because you love me."
"I do love you...however, that doesn't keep me from being annoyed with you about eating part of the pie."
"Entrapment." Booth was smiling. "This is entrapment. Tempting me to break the law, and then being mad when I do. It's not my fault."
"That's a ridiculous excuse. Please go to the grocery store and buy a another pie while I help Christine get ready."
"Does that mean I can finish the rest of that pie?" He laughed as he dodged the dish towel Brennan threw at him.