"Hmmm?" He laid his head back against the couch and glanced over at her. "Oh. Before you arrived here, there was a guy running around named Angelus or Angel or something like that. Turns out he was a pretty nasty vampire. Oh and we happened to look exactly alike." He shivered.
Since she wasn't about to let him sleep, Booth sat up with a groan and began pulling off his jacket. Dropping it over the side of the couch, the t-shirt with the bloodstained shoulder was the next to go and he shifted so that his back was to her. "Probably isn't even all that bad," he protested.