"Look I know the question, and I know the reason you need it." Walter said. "But do you really want to be a social outcast after this?" Walter asked.

"WHAT?!" Natalia barked.

"I mean, um, you're what 35, 37?" Walter asked.

"Somewhere around there." Natalia said.

"But you're still older than Wolfe, right?" Walter asked.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Well then you can be classified as a puma." Walter stated.

"A WHAT?!" Natalia barked. Again.

"A cougar in training. A puma is a woman that dates a guy that is 8 or less years younger than her. It's not often used." Walter said, but when he noticed Natalia rage building up in her, he got slightly afraid. "I really shouldn't have said that."

"Walter, what the hell!?" Natalia stared at him. "I don't care! I came here for an answer not a explanation what I may be classified as in Chicago! And damn it, leave your comments to yourself!"

"I just don't want people classifying you as what they may think you are." Walter said. "And Ryan knows that definition too. He's from Chicago." Walter said.

"And for some reason he offered the deal also known as deal date. Eh?" Natalia stared at him.

"Maybe because he wanted you to become a social outcast?" Walter doubled over laughing.

"A different tactic from Jesse's but still not polite!" Natalia snarled aiming her heel for his toe."

"OOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW!" Walter yelped.

"Do four things. Get ice for that, get out of my view before I kill you, get a life, and dunk your head into a toilet bowl sometime soon!" Natalia pushed him out of the way and headed for the DNA lab.