Part 2
Booth sat in his office, his feet propped up on the desk. He was fiddling with a Rubix Cube that Parker had gegeben him last week. He still couldn't get that one blue row to match up. Sweets knocked on the door, and Booth waved him in.
"Yeah, what's up?"
"I noticed that Dr. Brennan is quite disturbed. She's slightly, well, snappish. Would Du happen to know why?"
"Sweets, really? Du seem to be abusing your position as an excuse to get into the gossip loop at the Jeffersonian."
"Well, as a psychologist, I have a right to know!"
Booth raised his palms in a gesture of defeat. "All right....
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