AN: And here we have the meeting of the coffee addicts. Who will survive!?!
Conversations and Hazelnut Shots
For Leroy Jethro Gibbs there were several constants in this world.
If it looked like suicide, it never was.
Ducky would have a story for every occasion
Good coffee was a necessity, not a luxury.
So upon finding himself in a highly unwanted situation (namely, the Investigative Services conference in Las Vegas), the first thing he did was locate the nearest coffee shop. The second thing he did was order the strongest brew he could get ("Do you want sugar with that?" "No" "Milk?" "No" "Hazelnut or Chocolate shot?" "Dammit, do you people ever make just plain coffee?!?" "Not very often sir."). The third thing he did while waiting for his order was to watch the crowd, picking up on the little details where he could.
The two college kids sitting at the table (English Literature judging by the textbooks).
The young exec looking at his watch (tan line on the ring finger – recently separated).
The girl dressed like Abby mouthing along to a song on her Ipod (reading her lips, he picked up something about Barbie's and Life in Plastic – huh).
The guy trying to yell into his cellphone and place his order at the same time.
"I'll have the largest size coffee…no don't do that, you might reverse the polarity and end up blowing up half the planet!…hang on…yes, just coffee, nothing extra."
(He looked to be in his thirties, the hairline giving proof.)
"Have you tried the diagnostic program…no, I don't want hazelnut! And if you dare put anything citrus even near my coffee there will be repercussions!"
(Obviously some sort of engineer or tech going by the conversation, but he looked to be in reasonably good physical shape.)
"Look, just put it in stasis until I get there. Yes, I am talking to you! Do you seriously thing that cretins in this coffee shack would have anything remotely resembling stasis chambers!"
(No patience. None at all.)
"I will be there in 30 minutes, barring any hidden incompetence in the staff of this …place. Don't screw anything up before I get there!"
As he disconnected the call Gibbs could just make out the faintly muttered "…never thought I would miss Wraith invasions. Best posting I could have on Earth and here I am surrounded by idiots and yes-men. God I miss Radek. He would know…"
But before Gibbs could listen in any further on what was turning out to be a fairly interesting diatribe, his attention was called to the young lady holding his order. As he left the shop, he couldn't help but wonder.
'Was he really serious about blowing up half the planet?'
TBC.
AN: I wanted to include a section that went along the lines of:
"Meredith? Your parents actually called you Meredith?"
"Look who's talking Leroy Jethro!"
But I couldn't seem to work it into the scene. Oh well. Coming up next: Abby encounters T'ealc!
