May 3
The door to a friend's heart (and closet!) is always open.
"Wow."
Ziva spun around slowly, allowing Jenny to get the full effect of her dress. It was a stunning emerald green and ended just below her knees. She knew she looked good in it, and was happy that the redhead agreed.
She was all dressed up for an inter-agency ball. Jenny seemed to be arranging them more often, but the Israeli found them interesting. And it was always good to see Tony in a tux. The man should wear one more often, she felt.
It had taken her a while to find the perfect necklace for this dress. She had resorted to scurrying around a lot of little shops, determined to find something special. The necklace rested lightly on her sternum and brought out the color in her eyes.
The only problem had been shoes. She had been unable to locate a pair that finished her outfit off. Instead, she had resorted to an older pair that she owned, but she was not happy with them.
A familiar look came over Jenny's face.
Ziva smiled as Jenny left the room in a hurry. She knew the redhead had had an idea and she was curious.
A few minutes later, Jenny returned, a pair of heels in her hand.
"These should go perfectly with that," the redhead smiled.
Ziva giggled as she tried them on. Jenny was right. She was glad to have such a good friend.