Hetty's Office
'Tough day for Sam and Callen today.' Granger said.
'Yes. I don't exactly like it when my agents are ambushed and I have no idea if they're alive or dead. But I trust that they can get themselves out of a tough situation, and that's what they did.' Hetty responded.
'Nice to see you trust them.'
'Why wouldn't I?'
'Crunch crunch.'
'You still eating Mr. Deeks's chips?'
'Yeah, they're good. Want some?'
'No thank you. I tried them, and, um. I'd rather not say what happened.'
'In what way?'
'You'll see.' Hetty thought.
The next morning
'Hello?' Hetty answered her phone.
'What exactly happened to you after you ate those chips?' Granger asked.
'Ended up in the bathroom with painful gas, why?'
'Ohhh.'
'You have gas, don't you?'
'Yup. And it hurts!'
'Oh dear. I would've said something last night, but you were already eating.' Hetty said.
'Whoops.' 'I'll be in a bit later today.'
'Okay. Feel better.'
Later that day
'Feeling better?' Hetty asked.
'Yup. Thankfully.' Granger said.
'Let's agree to never eat anything Mr. Deeks tries to cook again.'
'Here's to that!'