Martha Rodgers: Richard... you're dressed.
Richard Castle: Well, it is morning, isn't it?
Martha Rodgers: Well, it's just that ever since you were banned from working cases with Katherine, you and your pajamas have seen an awful lot of each other.
Richard Castle: I think you're exaggerating. I admit, I've taken the occasional day off to recharge, but hardly think it's fair...
Kate Beckett: Wow. Castle, you're dressed?
Richard Castle: Yes, I'm dressed! I did not think it would be such an event.
Kate Beckett: T-minus 72 hours until we are married. This feels like a dream.
Richard Castle: That's 'cause I'm dreamy.
Kate Beckett: Oh, shush.
Richard Castle: Ah. Here we are.
Cassandra: Mr. Richard Castle and Ms. Katherine Beckett.
Richard Castle: That's us.
Cassandra: Proof of divorce?
Richard Castle: I-Is there something wrong with my documents?
Cassandra: They're in order. Ms. Beckett, do you have yours?
Kate Beckett: Pardon me?
Cassandra: Your divorce paperwork.
Kate Beckett: I'm sorry, there's a mistake. I've never been married.
Cassandra: Well, according to this, you have. And it looks like you still are.
Kate Beckett: I'm married?
Richard Castle: To whom?