The morning after the prom; Tali was on cloud nine so to speak. That of course made her father a bit wary of what happened at the prom between his daughter and her prom date. Ziva on the other hand wasn't as worried as Tony. While Ziva had gone up to bed and waited for her daughter to get home from prom; Tony stayed up and waited in the living on the couch.
Around 2am; Tali walked into the house after prom. Tony had fallen asleep on the couch while waiting for Tali to come home. The second Ziva heard the car door close and the front door of the house do its thing; she knew her daughter was home. Just as Tali was setting her house keys down, she had her shoes in the other hand.
"So how was your night?" Ziva asked from the stairs.
Tali was caught off guard a tiny bit. After all she had learned how to be stealth and what not from her mother as she was growing up, but she still jumped a bit when Ziva come up from behind on her. It was in that respect that Tali was just like her father.
"It was absolutely perfect, Ima."
"How perfect?"
"Don't worry nothing happened. We went to the prom and we had a good time."
Ziva came down to the main level and read her daughter.
"I maybe your doppelgänger; but nothing happened, trust me."
With that said; Tali and Ziva went to bed. The following morning, it was Tony's turn to figure out what happened with Tali on Prom Night. Both Tony and Tali were going through the motions of the morning routine in the kitchen. With it being the weekend; Tali was off. Her parents were working.
So how was your night last night?" Tony asked.
Now Tali knew full well after all these years to play things down when it came to her father.
"It was okay."
"Was it now?"
"Yeah Aba, it was."
Tony studied his daughter just as Ziva had done hours before.
Tali was getting a bit uncomfortable as Tony studied her. She realized that she had to resort to her own tactics to get her father to move on.
Just as Tali was about to distract her father and just as Tony was about to call Tali out on downplaying her night; Ziva swooped in for the proverbial save.
"Good Morning." Ziva said as she came into the kitchen.
"Morning Ziva."
"Good Morning, Ima."
A short while later; Tony and Ziva were leaving for the Navy Yard. Tony and Ziva said their goodbyes to their daughter.
"Thanks for the save before; Ima."