BRENNAN: Soon, I’ll be the only one without a child.
BOOTH -laugh- Please, Bones. I’ll tell you what, when you get a good look at that pudgy little baby face, hormones are going to go wacko, right? And before you know it, BANG! Mama Bones!
BOOTH: …That’s not how it happens, Booth.
Brennan: Hey. You two all right?…..What?
Booth: Want to wait outside?
Brennan: But your hand might be broken. Do you want me to look at it?
Booth: No, that’s all right. You can wait outside. It’s the Men’s Locker room, Bones.
If someone finds me this hat somewhere I’d be eternally in your debt.