"Come on Abbs, you can win this!" Tony cheered. "Oh Ducky, you got her cornered."
Abby and Ducky were sitting on opposite sides of the conference room table, with the board in-between them, trying to strategize, and predict the move of their opponent. Everyone had their phones off of their person, so if someone were to call, they wouldn't get it. No distractions. Currently though, they both fixated a death glare onto Tony, that said, 'shut up Tony'.
"Tony, what is the point of cheering for both when only one can win?" Ziva whispered.
"We're all on the same side here, Ziva. It's only fair."
"Well, I' bet you $10 Ducky will win."
"Fine, $10 on Abbs winning." Tony said.
"Come on Abbs, if you win, I'll buy you a gallon of Caf Pow." Tony said, massaging her shoulders as if she was about to go into the ring, and face Muhammad Ali.
"Tony that will cost you some of your winnings." Ziva said.
"Damn. I'll do something for you, anything... I want the $10. Win." Tony said without thinking.
"Okay!" Abby exclaimed. Knowing exactly what move to do, if ducky did the move she expected him to do. She had ideas for what Tony had to do later as well.
"Come on Duck, you can do this." Ziva encouraged as Ducky made his move. The one Abby wanted him to make.
"Ziva, Tony, shush, I cannot concentrate with you two talking like that." Ducky scolded
"Tony, Ziva, talk all you like!" Abby teased.
"Now that, my dear Abigail, that would be cheating." Ducky said with a smile. "Okay, your move."
"Ducky, Ducky, Ducky; that move will be your downfall" Abby exclaimed, making her move; just as Gibbs barged in.
"What the hell is going on here?" Gibbs demanded