A/N: And so it begins. Another story. Couldn't stop it even if I wanted to... and I don't. Hope you enjoy this one!

It was nearing five o'clock on a Friday and with no open case Agent Anthony DiNozzo was looking forward to getting the heck out of dodge. And from the looks of it, his co-worker Ziva David was eying the clock as well.

He leaned back in his chair. "Zee-vah," he said, purposefully dragging her name out to annoy her. "What are you so wound up for? Got a hot date or something?"

She looked up to give him her evil Mossad glare. "I am not a watch, Tony. And my date is none of your business."

He grinned triumphantly. "So, you do have a date tonight."

"It is what one does on a Friday night, yes?"

"Unless you're the Elf Lord and your hot date is a computer," Tony said, pointedly staring at their other partner, Timothy McGee.

McGee turned pink. "I'll have you know, Tony, that I'm going out tonight."

Tony smirked. "Going down to the convenient store to buy a bag of Ho-Hos for refreshments is NOT considered 'going out', McGoob."

McGee glared as Ziva snickered.

As suddenly as always their boss Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs appeared at the entrance of their area, looking at his watch. "You still here, DiNozzo?"

Tony glanced at his computer- 1705. He popped up and grabbed his already packed bag, seeing his companions quickly following. "Have a good weekend, Boss." He didn't get a response and didn't except one. He and Ziva hit the elevator at the same time. McGee, as usual, was lagging behind. To satisfy his immature side Tony repeatedly pushed the close button until the doors did close, mere inches before McGee reached it.

Ziva gave him a look. "Do you always have to be so schoolish?"

"Childish?" he asked, unsure.

"That will work."

"I am who I am, Ziva. Expect nothing more."

"I never do when it comes to you," she told him dryly.

He glanced at her from the corner of his eye. "So, about that date tonight..."

She raised her eyebrows at him. "Yes, I have a date, Tony. This is not such a rare occasion."

The elevator opened to the parking level and they walked to their respective vehicles. "Going any place I know?" he tried once more, curiosity killing him.

She just threw him a smile over her shoulder. "Good night, Tony."