"Sorry. It's a term for a scientist." Booth grinned. "Because they squint at things when they study them. My partner hates it when I call her and her team that." Their second case, meeting again for the first time after a tumultuous first, she'd calmly redefined the term as people with intelligence, putting Booth in his place.
"Then I'll owe you a piece for showing me where to get a decent piece because I am getting seriously deprived," he joked.
"I think he could've set off a metal detector by the time I was done with him. Actually, that would have been funny to find out..." If Booth was the kind of guy who would let a vampire run loose in the DMV. Though it probably would've brought some excitement to the boring wait.
"I'll see it when I believe it." He shrugged. "I'm sure I have a few stories here and there." A few he'd rather just forget, a few that motivated him to do his damndest to catch the bad guys, a few that he didn't mind sharing. "I have some funny stories."