McGee: Not that easy for me to meet woman…never has been.
Tony: You'll find your girl.
McGee: Thought I did.
Friendship/Light Humor meant here.
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"Tony you can stop bringing me coffee, I said it's no big deal."
Tony shook his head. "But it is Probie. I messed with a man's heart, and a man's heart isn't something to be messed with."
"So you gonna keep bringing me coffee forever?"
"No," he shook his head. "Only until I feel that the messing with a man's heart equivalent has been reached."
McGee sighed. "Okay, but just so you know I've moved on."
"What?" Tony approached his desk. "What do you mean you've moved on?"
"I met someone last night. I've moved on."
"But how can you move on that quickly? I mean, didn't you feel anything for her?"
Tim squinted at him. "Her was you Tony. Remember?"
"Well yeah, but still. A man has feelings Probie."
McGee noticed what seemed to be genuine rejection in Tony's eyes as he retreated back to his desk. It was then he knew there was only one thing left to do. "Here." He placed his new coffee on Tony's desk.
He waved it away. "I don't want your sympathy."
"Tony…"
"No," he put his hand up to quiet him. "No act of charity can make up for a broken heart."
"Broken heart? But Tony you're the one who stood me up?"
Gibbs stopped mid stride between the two of them and stared. "You two got something you want to share?"
Tim shook his head before returning to his desk, leaving Tony to fend for himself.
"Well DiNozzo?"
Tony looked up and sniffled sarcastically. "No boss, we were just role playing."
Gibbs glanced at McGee, then back at Tony. "Who was playing the wife?"
Tony pointed to his right, just as McGee pointed to his left.
Gibbs nodded before moving behind his desk. "Forget I asked."