The NCIS bullpen would have been quiet if there wasn't so much going on.
Gibbs sat silently in his desk, pretending to do paperwork as he listened to Tony and Kate's banter. He knew he should try to stop it, but he somehow knew the attempt would be futile, since it was only going to start again a few minutes later. McGee seemed in a trance by whatever he was doing on his computer, but with such a computer saavy person on the team, it's hard to know what he's doing. Gibbs finally put his pen down, feeling wasted and was about to order his team to look at cold cases when his phone rang. Now the team was looking expectantly at him. He waited the two rings that he always waits, then picked up.
"Special Agent Gibbs," he drawled. A moment later, he scribbled down an address on a StickyNote and hung up.
"We have a case?" Tony was already on his feet excitedly.
Gibbs flicked a small nod. "Gear up; we've got three dead Marines. We're taken the case from Metro," he said. He tossed the keys to Tony as he grabbed his Sig Sauer and badge out of his desk. "Gas up," he orders.
Kate and Tony head to the elevator with McGee tailing behind.
"McGee!" Gibb's barked, stopping their youngest agent in his tracks. McGee spun around worriedly. "Boss?"
"You meet us there."
Still confused, McGee asks, "What am I doing before then?"
Gibbs smirked at the younger agent as he passed him on the way to the elevator and quips, "You're gonna get me a coffee!"