Cocky FBI agent, finishing a run

[paladinsuitsyou]

After a cool, wet summer in D.C., Booth is wildly unprepared for the sudden 90 degree days they're having. It's hot, he doesn't want to move, let alone run

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[will_scarlett]

Will's not been exactly avoiding the Bar just not looking for it as much so he enters from the Front Door after another fight and nods to Booth as he orders a lot of food himself. Bar also provides a first aid kit for his newest cuts,

"Day, sir, been a while."

[paladinsuitsyou]

"Yeah, it really has," Booth says, smiling at Will. "How's things?"

[will_scarlett]

"Well 'nough, sir, new trouble in Sherwood but there always is. Things goin' well for ye?"

In between eating, Will's cleaning up the smaller cuts on his face, the fight today wasn't that bad just long.

[paladinsuitsyou]

"More or less," Booth says. "Quiet, at least, which is a blessing these days."

He eyes the cuts. "You're all right, then?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"You look like a good advert for getting fit." a young doctor comments from his barstool further down the bar.

"Have you been going around the lake?"

[paladinsuitsyou]

Booth grins and nods, wiping an arm across his face. "It's part of my job to keep in shape," he admits. "Fat FBI agents do exist, but most of them are desk jockeys. I'd like to stay out in the field for a few more years."

[guppy_sandhu]

"FBI? Sounds exciting." Guppy grins. "Back home we've got this television advert campaign going, trying to get people fit by having smaller portions and walking a bit further."

[paladinsuitsyou]

"It's been quiet lately," Booth says, and it's pretty clear he's happy about that.

"You're a doctor, right? Working in public health?"