Kate Beckett: [confused] Copies?
Richard Castle: I have this poker game. Mostly other writers. Patterson, Cannell. You know, bestsellers. You have no idea how jealous these would make them.
Kate Beckett: Jealous?
Richard Castle: That I have a copycat. Oh, my gosh, in my world that's like the red badge of honor. That's the criminal Cooperstown.
Kate Beckett: [slams hands down on table angrily and gets in Castle's face] People are dead, Mr. Castle.
Richard Castle: [whispers] I'm not asking for the bodies, just the pictures.
[bites bottom lip]
Kate Beckett: I think we're done here.
(There are no hints/clues in this flavor or in any flavor of the vote counts or death scenes. It's for entertainment purposes.)