He opened his mouth to respond, but really that had come out too dirty for him to even pretend he could find a sweet and innocent answer to that. Instead, he shrugged. "I don't know," he stated.
Booth winced slightly. So the look had been a little transparent. "No, I'm fine," he replied as he shifted again. "I can't see you being someone's bitch either. Making some guy yours in a fight, maybe," he admitted.
"I do it once in a while, but usually there's a box and only one other person involved." Not entire crowds with some less than savory folk involved. "Luckily I only admitted one thing. Though..." He frowned, tilting his head. "It wasn't even a clear answer to me so I don't think that counts." He waved a hand in the air, deciding not to linger on it.
The grin became excited as she pulled into the club parking lot and he got a good look at the sign. "You are amazing," he stated as he climbed out of the car. Having been thinking way too much and suffering his fair share of misery, what he needed was a night to cut loose. Good music was always at the top of the list.
"How about I catch you and stop the risk?" he asked as he slowed down so she could catch up.