Wasn't it time she risked getting hurt again, instead of just accepting the numbness of never letting anyone in?

Between the money and the illegal merchandise, Bones was getting millions. No wonder he laughed at my salary. -Cat

Don't care for her tongue, do you? How strange. I find it one of my favorite parts. Bones to Gregor

Bones leaned back, studying me. I felt so self-conscious. If only I had a shield of makeup, some perfectly arranged hair... and oh yeah. Some panties.

Pardon me, but there’s someone on the phone who says they have a call for you.” There’s a call to tell me I have a call?” he asked with heavy skepticism.

You'll drain me dry, but not my neck, and you'll beg me to stop before I'm finished." -Bones

I'd address his way of trying to discourage Ian later. After all, he could have come up with something other than saying I was a whiny, smelly, trumpet-snoring bad lay.