Booth was in a mood ever since Angela had told him she wasn't his squint. He probably took it more personally then he should have, but the fact of it was they were all his squints and her saying that made him realize just how much different this place was. It really set reality in that they weren't in D.C. He began to question things mentally. Wondered if he'd ever get home, or if he should even be thinking about it. There was nothing he could do about his current situation, he knew that. Learned it from Eliot and took it to heart, it kept him out of plenty of funks. But to be severed to something that kept his spirits up the way his squints always had, was worse then not being in D.C.
He was waiting for Robin and Lady Marian to show, bbut his mind was elsewhere all together. Maybe he should have called them to come another day, but he figured they were already on their way. So he sat at his desk and didn't even attempt to look bus. His office was cozy and comfortable, but he couldn't relax. He felt restless and a desperate need to get out of it. He was getting impatient. He didn't realize they were so close, or he wouldn't have stood up, but he did. And he opened the door, maybe it was better if they just did it another time. He could always tell them he had an emergency to tend to..Except he saw something he wasn't prepared for. They were standing there together, and Booth raised an eyebrow. "Going to stand in the hallway all day?" Not meaning to sound as off beat as he did, he stepped back and shook his head. Forcing a scruffy smirk. "I was starting to wonder if you got lost."