The Time for Fun and Games
Towards about eleven that night, the wedding party had just come to a closing as Tony and Ziva stumbled out of the ball room.
Tony tries laughing, pulling himself together, and faces Ziva."You are drunk!"
Ziva laughs,her words more than slightly slurred, "I think you're a little too tipsy to be driving-ing!"
"And you are too drunk to the point we'll DIE!"
Ziva laughed more, and looked in the opposite direction of DiNozzo. "I am an egg-celent driver Toby!"
Tony breathes heavily for a moment then speaks. "When sober!"
Ziva stumbles to the front desk, "two roombs please."
The manager looked concerned, but spoke anyways."There is only one room left, we have two wedding parties staying here."
Ziva looked back to Tony.
Tony looked at Ziva, and slured, prolonging his words as well. "Whhhhhaaaatever."
Ziva smiles, and looks back at the manager. "One room please and a bottle of champagne."
With a grin from cheek bone to cheek bone on his face, Tony laughed. "Yahooo!"
The manager handed two keys, and they went to the room, Tony able to read the numbers barely, and when they got to the room, they popped the bottle open, and clammed it down in an instant.
"We can get drunker and even watch movies!" explained Tony in a slurred message.
"You aren't getting any toby!"
"You say that!"
Ziva tapped her finger to her temple, thinking. "Hmmm I know."
"Zi, you know you want some, especially from this!"
Ziva laid on the bed and looked at Tony. "Um No."
Tony eyes her up and down, basically checking Ziva out. "Really? Why not?"
"You are not... my type anthony."
"So if I was, then we'd be going to vegas here?"
"No!"
"Why not?"
"I don't want elvis to marry me!"
Tony laughs harder than ever, and speaks. "But we'll be having sex?"
Ziva stretches forgetting about the dress she wears. "No."
"Damn it!" Tony stumbles, and lays next to Ziva smiling.
Ziva laughs, starting to taunt Tony, she slams him speaking. "You can't handle this."
"Yes I can."
"What makes you think that?"
"You're hot!"
Tony thinks to himself about Ziva naked and smiles.
Ziva patted Tony's cheek. "You aren't ready."
"I am too."
Ziva smiled, and started dozing. "Night Anthony."
"Ziva!"
Ziva only snored.
Half way through the night, Tony saw to his site of blurred vision, Ziva up. "Ziva?"
Ziva looked over,"Tony?"
Tony thought to himself, "No, pickle!"
"Want to Zi?"
After that, there was no answer.