"So, the last supper." Colby stretched lazily as he pulled on his jacket. "What fanta-bulous dish will we be eating tonight?" Charlie grinned at the agent; ignoring the strange choice of vocabulary he had used.

"Pizza."

"Oh, how spectacular!" Nikki said sarcastically, picking up a set of keys to the office file cabinet; "You're leaving for two years and you couldn't think of any food that'd be a bit more, I don't know… radical?"

"What kind of food would you describe as radical!" David sniggered, only to be quickly silenced by an icy glare in his direction.

"Stand down Betancourt!" Colby pat her on the back.

David seemed frozen as Nikki held her gaze for a few more seconds, before throwing the keys to David who quickly recovered and caught them clumsily. "Don't forget to lock up now David." A teasing smile played across her lips.

"Ooh! Burn!" Colby declared chuckling lightly. David gave Colby a warning look, and Colby rolled his eyes. "Getting back to the subject, I have to agree with Nikki. Was pizza all you could think of? Charlie?"

Charlie, lost in his own world took a few seconds to realise that silence had loomed. Everyone in the room was looking expectantly at him and his cheeks flushed slightly at the attention.

"Sorry? Um I dunno, Amita chose it; I just figured she didn't want my dad to have to cook tonight. That is what you asked right?" He looked confusedly at the numerous smirks being directed at him. "That is what you asked? Right?"

"So, that last case was a biggy." Colby changed the subject, turning away from Charlie. He looked back at David grinning broadly.

David got the point and tried to impede himself from bursting with laughter at Charlie's look of utter bewilderment of what everyone was avoiding. Or at least Charlie thought they were avoiding something… "Yeah, I knew Don was attached to his gun but wow!"

"Seriously guys, what did I say!" Charlie's voice was now full of pleading and Colby looked to him with false confusion.

"What? When?"

Don was talking with his father and Amita when Charlie's voice became load enough that all three of them could no longer ignore it. "Just then, when you asked me a question and I wasn't listening and-" Charlie seemed to be on the verge of a panic attack.

Colby did his best to look upset, seeming to convince only Charlie that his feelings were hurt. "You weren't listening to me?" Nikki snorted; her hand covering her face and David began wiping away tears from his eyes as he laughed noiselessly as they watched Colby tease their genius friend.

Charlie looked stunned by the sudden burst of emotion, he was unsure of how to react to the agent and was thankful that at that moment Don walked in, followed by Amita and his dad. The thankfulness did not last long.

"Colby, I hope your not messing with my Chucky now!" Don ruffled Charlie's hair, only for the curly head to whip away from his grasp - Charlie crossing his arms tight against his chest in a huff.

"He wasn't messing with me! Can we please just go to dinner!" He left the room – his arms now waving about franticly – followed closely by his father, wife, brother and his brother's team. Only one person wasn't smiling as the posse made their way across the parking lot.

As they got into their vehicles Don decided to change the subject for his brothers sake, "So why are we meeting Larry at the pizza house again?"