A/N: As promised to my good friend smush68 (read her stories AWESOME!) here is the story about her. Hope everyone enjoys it. Hopefully I can keep up with all the stories I am starting. But its worth it when I see those following, and favorites, and the few reviews I do get. LOL.

Disclaimer: I own NOTHING!

Tony walked into his favorite diner to go when he had just had a bad date. He needed his hot chocolate and triple chocolate pie.

He sat at the high bar and Charlie, the owner of the diner, came over with his hot chocolate.

"Sorry, DiNozzo, but you got beat to the last piece of bad date pie tonight." Charlie told him pointing down the high bar.

Tony turned to see a woman with long, dark blonde hair pulled into a messy ponytail, dressed in a dark blue dress, and a depressed look on her beautiful face. He then turned back to Charlie and gave him a nod and walked over to the woman.

"You know, if you didn't look as depressed as I feel, I would be mad that you stole my pie!" He told her sitting next to her.

The woman looked up and Tony saw her beautiful blue-green eyes. They almost looked like emeralds. She swallowed the big piece of pie she had just put in her mouth, and gave him apologetic look. "I'm sorry; I'm willing to share, if that's ok with you?" She asked sliding the plate over.

Tony smiled at her. "Only if you tell me your name." He gently demanded, picking up his fork and taking a piece of the pie.

"Ingrid Samuels." She held her hand out for him to shake it. "And you are?"

"Anthony DiNozzo." Tony extended his hand to her and shook it.

"Well, then, now that we know each other, I guess sharing a pie isn't going to be so bad." Ingrid laughed.

"Guess not." Tony laughed along with her.

They sat and finished the pie in somewhat silence. The only thing heard was the soft music playing from the jukebox.

"Oh, I love this song!" Ingrid exclaimed as Rascal Flatts began to sing 'Bless the Broken Road'.

"It's got a good melody." Tony said.

Ingrid stared at him opened mouthed and shocked. "A good melody?! That's all you have to say about it?!" She screeched.

"I don't know the song." Tony explained.

Ingrid dropped her fork in her plate and turned her body completely to him. "How you NOT know this song?!" She yelled, gaining the action of the few people in the diner. "It is a wonderful love song!"

"I listen to more of the classics, such as Frank Sinatra and, well any of the rat pack of course." Tony told her.

"Oh." Ingrid sighed. "Well I guess I'll just have to tutor you in today's music then won't I?" She teased.

Tony laughed. "I guess you will."

They sat and talked about music and their interest and other things, until they got to movies.

"How can you not like black and white movies? They are what movies are made of!" Tony stressed.

"I'm visually oriented so I only appreciate movies in color." Ingrid explained. "Black and white bore me for some reason."

Tony slapped his hand to his forehead. "That is just unbelievable!" He groaned. "Are there ANY movies in black and white that you DO like?" He then turned his face towards her.

Ingrid nodded. "Mostly all the Ingrid Bergman movies, and Maltese Falcon, The Birds, and Psycho." She listed. "But, I was named after Ingrid Bergman, so that's what peeked my interest in that."

"At least you have seen some good movies." Tony laughed. He then looked at his watch, it had been three hours that they had been there talking. "Woah, it's been three hours already?!"

Ingrid grabbed his wrist and looked at his watch. "Omigod! I've got to get going. I have a class to teach tomorrow, and I don't think my students would appreciate a teacher that's hung over from a sugar high." She laughed as she began gathering her stuff and walking out. "It was nice talking to you, Anthony."

"Please, call me, Tony. Everyone else does." He gently corrected her.

Ingrid nodded and smiled. "Well, maybe we'll see each other again, I hope."

"Yup, anytime you have a bad date, just meet me here, and we can share another piece of pie." Tony laughed.

Ingrid giggled and then walked out the door of the diner and to her car to leave.

Tony finished off his hot chocolate (that was not longer hot) and did the same.

Review please. I know smush68 wants to see these reviews too!