"Ow!" Castle really shouldn't be so relaxed in the car. He should even maybe start considering wearing a seatbelt. "We've really got to get you more involved in defensive driving." Rubbing his forehead, Castle then turns to look at the woman that apparently needs more driving lessons. Sheesh, he's lucky the airbag didn't pop out and explode his face or something.
"Hey, I'm looking at this in the same way you are. I mean, lonely female sexpot..." Castle immediately holds up his hands to correct himself, "... detective. I meant, lonely female detective." Nice recovery. Ahem. "All alone in her place. That is, until, her most esteemed colleague and trusted partner needs a place to crash. With her meager earnings, she hasn't completely furnished her place yet. And she's too much of an angel to let her partner sleep on the floor. So! In a fit of sacrifice, she gives up one half of her luxurious, yet homely, bed. After setting some serious ground rules, of course."