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..."Okay, Abby, got some more stuff for you to DNA-analyze," said Tony. "And His Probieness says you should do this before this, becauseā¦"
His voice trailed off as he processed the empty lab around him. "Hang on, where's Abby?"
Gibbs checked his watch. "Coming downstairs from the ground-floor vending machine."
Tony blinked. "How do you know that?"
Gibbs smirked. "Every year, Abby gives up Caf-Pow for Lent," he said. "Every year, she makes it until 5:30 p.m. on Ash Wednesday."
Before Tony could reply, the lab door slid open and Abby appeared, a large Caf-Pow in her hand and a guilty expression on her face. "Gibbs," she announced solemnly, "I am a wretched, sinful creature."
"So I've heard," said Gibbs. "Think you could run these tests now?"
"Sure."...
