Bones was helpless at getting ready for dates. Was he supposed to care? Was he supposed to try? Or be casual? But what was too casual?
Jim rescued him, took away his bottle of whiskey, and handed him a shirt to wear. That helped. Then he went to the mess and grabbed multiple wraps sliced in half—chicken, turkey, italian, and veggie—with a couple of Max's cupcakes and headed for the observation deck.
He was surprised Carol had beaten him, and he smiled as he joined her. "We got it all to ourselves? How did you manage that?"