As they drove farther from Toronto, the radio station that Tony had found early in the drive sputtered and finally died. Twirling the dial, he found mainly static. He skipped past a talk show about hockey; it was one of the few sports he did not watch. The next station told him that the time was 'a quarter to the hour, a quarter past in Newfoundland'. Huh? Ok.... The one after that was in French. He finally found one playing music, and was pleased that it was a song that he recognised. He left the dial where it was and leaned back in his seat.

'Hey, Boss, it's the lottery song.'

No answer, other than a look that managed to simultaneously question Tony's choice of music and his sanity.

'You know. They use this for lottery commercials.' He started singing along, 'If I had a million dah-ah-llars....'

'The version on the radio is bad enough, DiNozzo.'

'Shutting up, Boss.'

The Barenaked Ladies finished the song unaccompanied.

A sudden Morse code 'SOS' from the radio nearly made the former Marine drive off the road in surprise. The riff was soon joined by a guitar, and the voice of the radio host introducing Great Big Sea's 'Ordinary Day.' Satisfied that his boss wasn't going to kill him with his driving just yet, Tony released his grip on his armrest and broke out into laughter at the expression on Gibbs's face.

'You alright there, Gibbs?'

'Is that supposed to be music?'

'Um, yeah. It's kinda catchy, too. A bit folksy, maybe. But interesting. Maybe we can pick up a CD before we leave. If the band is called 'Great Big Sea', I bet they have a couple of songs about boats....'

Without taking his eyes off the road, Gibbs reached out and smacked Tony on the back of the head, then switched off the radio entirely.

'Oh, come on. They weren't that bad.'

'You want to ride in the back, DiNozzo?'

'There isn't a back, boss.' Tony gestured over his shoulder at the bizarrely close rear window of the little car.

'Uh-huh. And?'

'Shutting up, Boss.'

Fortunately, it was only a short time later that they turned off the highway. With Tony reading out the directions they'd been given, Gibbs navigated the snowy roads at somewhat less than his usual speed. It wasn't long before they arrived at the campus of the Royal Military College. The road trip was over and it was time to start working.