A/N: Sorry this is so short, but it's worth it, I hope. Just a quick thought that made me laugh, because we all know one of these guys.
Booth stepped into the Jeffersonian Institute looking rather excited about something in a box. As he bypassed the platform, heading for Brennan's office, Angela stopped him in his tracks.
"Well, well, well Booth, someone looks like the cat that ate the canary, what gives?"
"I just got this in and had to show it to Bones." Enthusiasm sparkled in his eyes. Angela looked down at the box and back up at the agent.
"So what is it?" Booth stepped over to a table to show Angela the treasure inside.
"Isn't she beautiful?"
"She? Oh, you're one of those men, aren't you?"
"One of what men?"
"You're one of those guys that name things; you know…cars, weapons, body parts."
"Hey, I only name things that I can ride."
"What, you mean like 'Bones'?" Angela laughed, walking away. Booth looked at her, not sure whether or not to be offended.
"I said 'can ride', not want to," he grumbled to himself as he closed the case. Maybe showing off his new toy could wait after all.