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[She stands in the hallway, fingers running her fingers across the nameplate on the door. Dressed in shorts and a dark green tank top, she looks more at home in the wilds of Indonesia than the castle. But the mused hair, slippers, and purple silk robe indicate that she, perhaps, recently awoke.]

This is not good.

[Her nose wrinkles at the plaque and, on second thought, she chooses to ignore it. It is more important to find out who is responsible for removing her from her tent sometime during the night.]

Booth and Hodgins have both claimed that practical jokes are supposed to be entertaining. If this is a joke, I do not find it very funny.

[She glances down to the journal she had found by the bedside table in the room, partially opened by a thumb acting as a bookmark. Brennan shakes her head and then continues down the hall.]

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