Thats NOT What She Said

Enid: I’ve organized your messages into three categories.

Enid: “From Wednesday”

Enid: “Death Threats”

Brennan: Who's there?

Booth: Boo!

Brennan: Boo who?

Booth: Why are you crying?

Brennan: I'm not crying.

Natasha: Tony isn’t the problem this time.

Maura: A technical error occurred, causing an unexpectedly long bout of unconsciousness.

Jane: Overslept?

Jack: Peggy is the scariest thing I could think of.

Asami: No.

Korra: Why not?

Asami: Because when you say “kid”, you mean “pet”, and we already have fifteen of those.

Daisy: Yes, but you forget that satisfaction brought it back. So yes, Simmons, go find out if that thing can catch fire!

Simmons: You're a bad influence.

Moiraine: *slams down an absolute doorstopper of a tome* I checked this out weeks ago for a bit of light reading.

Booth: We really need to be better about our language around the kids.

Brennan: Why?

Christine snuggles down on the couch with a blanket: *whispers* This is cozy as fuck.

Wednesday: Where? No