"Oh so it's all about when you wanted to discuss the issue?" Booth replied, tilting his head back as if he was regarding the sky. "Look, Bones, I told you! Sweets had the list and he was supposed to tell you I wasn't dead. I couldn't talk to you personally for reasons of secrecy." He had a feeling that no matter how many times they had this discussion, it would still go full circle and come back to that point. "The can would get warm close to the water. It's efficient," he argued, full intent on defending his beer helmet. "My private time!"
He glanced towards the shop she had pointed out and gave her a dry look. "I can find it just..." No, a blow to his pride, he couldn't. Sighing, Booth switched directions and headed for the store. "Just this once since I assume you're hungry."