Federal Building

ATF Team 7 Offices

Looks were exchanged as a series of crashes and bangs followed by the sound of shattering glassware carried from the break room.

"Junior's a might touchy this morning," Buck smiled weakly at the newly arrived Ezra Standish. The undercover agent's emerald eyes widened as Vin's furious tirade continued.

"Mr. Tanner appears more 'touched' then touchy," Ezra muttered softly. "Is there a particular reason he's so . . . disturbed?"

"We're afraid to ask," JD admitted.

"Maybe if he were speaking English . . . ," Nathan trailed off.

Chris cautiously peeked into the breakroom before backing away. "Bottom fell out of his coffee pot. I knew that stuff was caustic."

Another spate of undecipherable words filled the air puncuated by slamming cabinet doors.

"You couldn't pay me enough to go in there," Chris sighed.

Josiah cocked his head and began to grin.

"What's so funny?" Buck demanded.

"Our younger brother is protesting the annual advent on Daylight Savings time," the big profiler chuckled.

"He wasn't late," Chris grunted.

"For Vin he was," Buck disagreed. "Junior likes to come in early and mellow before we disturb his peace. This time change has messed up his whole day."

"Ah have to agree with Mr. Tanner. Mr. Franklin should be dug up and hung for this particular piece of stupidity. Ah am certain he went to his grave with a grin knowing what kind of mischief he had inflicted upon future generations," Ezra grumbled sitting down his latte and briefcase before removing his trench coat.

Vin stalked through grumbling under his breath before dropping into his chair at his desk. A grimace of distaste crossed the sharpshooter's countance as he took a sip of the quart sized mug in his hand.

"Dish water," Ezra translated the expression calmly. "My sympathy, Mr. Tanner."

Vin growled a rapid fire spate of incomprehensible words.

"Please speak English or what passes for it Mr. Tanner," Ezra sighed.

"It's Commanche something about only a white man. I wasn't able to catch the rest," Josiah said.

"I said only a white man would think iffen yah cut off a foot of blanket and sew it on tha other end it'll make the blanket longer," Vin fumed.