Booth was tapping his fingers impatiently on his left knee. Brennan was sighing and crossing and uncrossing her legs from time to time. Sweets was sitting opposite them, smiling. Booth became too annoyed.
“Are آپ gonna talk یا are آپ just going to stare at us?”
Sweets smiled. “Well, I was declining to speak first. It puts me in control.”
Booth smirked. “Where did آپ get that? Wikipedia?”
Sweets hung his head. “Yes.”
Booth frowned. Brennan looked at him and then at Sweets, and them at him again.
“Could آپ talk with words here? I’m not a male and I am not familiar with your...
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