Little old lady from Pasadena by Jan and Dean first released in 1964. Song choice and prompt from Hoosier65 . Deeks hears this song playing on Hetty's record player in the mission and Compares Hetty to the little old lady except she overhears him… Deeks point of view.

Song link: watch?v=KVJtM07NCAc

Some old record is playing on Hetty's record player in her office as I enter the mission. Only Melissa and Callen have arrived before me and of course Hetty is in her office. The song playing has a beach boys feel to it.

'Is this the Beach Boys?' I ask as I reach the bullpen.

'Don't know…' Callen answers without looking up.

'Nope.' Melissa remarks with a shake of her head.

'Then who?' I ask intrigued as I sit at my desk.

'The Little Old Lady from Pasadena was actually written by Don Altfeld, Jan Berry and Roger Christian, and recorded by 1960s by American pop singers, Jan and Dean. It reached number three on the Billboard Hot 100 chart in 1964 and number one on Canada's RPM chart. Not The Beach Boys they simply covered it Deeks…'

'So it is a Beach Boys song? You swallowed Google again.' I smile as she looks up.

'…Their version was also released in 1964 for their Beach Boys concert album.' She finishes as my jaw drops. Someone knows their music history and she was born in 90's even Callen seems impressed. She's supposed to be into Spice girls and boy bands!

It's the little old lady from Pasadena

The little old lady from Pasadena

(Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)

Has a pretty little flower bed of white gardenias

(Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)

But parked in a rickety old garage

Is a brand new, shiny red Super Stock Dodge…

'Hey the little old lady has a cool car like Hetty' I think as I listen to the lyrics. I can't imagine Hetty with a flower bed of flowers although she does have potted plants in her office. The only difference is that Hetty drives a Jag not a Dodge and her Jag is silver not red.

'Gardenia's yeah right! Silver Jag not a red dodge…' I think out loud as I open up a file on my laptop. Both Melissa and Callen look up from their files and I smile awkwardly. Melissa is visibly surprised.

'What are you on about?' She asks.

'Hetty…' I cautiously respond.

'What has she got to do with the little lady from Pasadena?'

'I'm just making comparisons…' I joke.

'It's gonna end badly…' Melissa warns me before looking back down.

What harm am I doing and Hetty's never going to find out? What I haven't noticed is that Callen has just slipped out to the break room.

And everybody's sayin' that there's nobody meaner

Than the little old lady from Pasadena

(She drives real fast and she drives real hard)

She's the terror of Colorado Boulevard

It's the little old lady from Pasadena

If you see her on the street don't try to choose her

(Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)

You might drive a goer but you'll never lose her

(Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)...

Hetty moves from her desk and I notice that Callen has disappeared. Melissa is writing in her open file. She's using her torch pen. I listen as the song continues. I'm enjoying making comparisons between the old lady from Pasadena and Hetty. It seems so wrong but feels so right…

...Well, she's gonna get a ticket now sooner or later

'Cause she can't keep her foot off the accelerator

But she'll give 'em a length and then she'll shut 'em down

Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go...

'Hetty can be mean when she's angry… She can drive fast I've seen her skills. God forbid anyone giving Hetty a ticket, she'd make them regret it, she'd probably go all ninja on them.' I make mental notes and aloud. Melissa shakes her head. Hetty arrives at the bullpen entrance but I don't register her prescence.

'It's gonna end badly… Deeks stop it before it gets too bad.'

'Before what ends badly Miss Createn?' Hetty asks from the bullpen entrance. Melissa looks to me and rolls her eyes. She's going to make me pay for this…

'Deeks train of thought.'

'What are you thinking about Mr Deeks?' Hetty turns to face me as Melissa deflects the situation from herself.

'I'm just thinking how awesome the old lady from Pasadena must have been… I mean she had a song written about her?'

'He was comparing you to the lady in the song' Callen drops me in it as he enters with a cup of hot drink in his hand and sits back at his desk. I sigh. Melissa motions for me not to answer but stops as Hetty glances towards her. Callen smirks, he's enjoying my predicament.

'Oh and what have you concluded Mr Deeks?' Hetty asks me dangerously.

'I'm yet to conclude…' I simply answer. 'I need to go see the wonder twins,' I blurt out before diving out of the bullpen and out of Hetty's reach. Callen and Melissa try their hardest not to laugh as I dart up the steps. I can only hope Hetty doesn't stay mad at me…