Don't Own A Thing.

"It had its nice qualities though."

Booth turned around. "Excuse me?"

"The letters," she said after a moment. "Attention, I guess. I always felt invisible. Unseen. Unheard. I feel like I have lied many lives being that girl, the one no one notices. The attention... it felt good."

"But it didn't change anything?"

Her head shook. "No, it didn't."

Booth nodded. He gave her a last look.