"I'll have you know that I have plans to purchase plenty of those, already. Thank you very much." Castle leaves it vague as to whether he's talking about giant bears or prostitutes. It's always more fun to be ambiguous, now isn't it?
It takes him a moment to look from Beckett to the window, through which he can see the house that is epic. It's only epic because it belongs to Beckett, though. Smirking, he throws open the door and scoots off after the detecive to make sure that he dosn't get locked out.
"So do you want to throw the party tomorrow night or... you want to wait a while? I mean, unless we have a case to work or something. In that case, let's get me filled in. It's been like a month since I've seen a dead body. I'm getting bored."