"I've told Gibbs about us," she said all of a sudden, and the mug Tony was cradling slipped right through his fingers, spilling coffee all over the floor.
"Why on Earth did you do that?"
Ziva shook her head and wandered off in search of a floor cloth. She was sick and tired of sneaking behind their boss's back, and she definitely wasn't the backward-in-coming-forward type of girl.
"He already knew anyway."
"And what about his 'never date a co-worker' rule?"
A wry smile tugged at her lips. "Well, he just mentioned another; rule fifty-one."
"That is?"
"Sometimes, you're wrong."