[looking for Beckett in her burning apartment]
Richard Castle: Kate!
[rushes into the bathroom, then sees her in the tub]
Richard Castle: You're alive! Oh... and you're naked.
Kate Beckett: Castle, turn around!
Richard Castle: [turns around quickly] You know, your apartment *is* on fire, now might not be the best time for modesty.
Kate Beckett: [exasperated] Castle, hand me a towel!
[glances toward the towels, they're burning]
Richard Castle: The towels are on fire.
Kate Beckett: Well, what about the bathrobe?
Richard Castle: The...
[glances at the bathrobe, it's on fire too]
Richard Castle: Do you have anything to wear that's non-flammable?
[automatically starts to turn towards her]
Kate Beckett: Castle!
Richard Castle: [turns away quickly] Sorry.