Yeah, well. Better it be you than someone else. [ At least he knows Jim would forgive him for it. That's more than he could say for anyone else, much less some unsuspecting stranger. And yeah, he would feel a little guilty about it, but he doesn't feel guilty about making Jim think he'd only throw up on him because he's a little shit that deserves it.

That's what he's hoping to convey, anyway, with the way he shrugs his shoulders. Unsympathetic to the man's plea, and even more so, when he makes those subsequent comments. Bones has to fight the urge to drop his head in his hands. ]

I doubt that. [ He knows you, Jim. ] I don't know where the convents are around, but maybe we could go to a church. See if it's true that someone can burst into flame while steppin' through. I'll bring an extinguisher for you. [ Now that is a joke. An incredibly morbid and dry one, but that's to be expected, coming from Bones. ]

And you're fine with that, just spendin' the whole break alone?