[From Boxed In]
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3rd Person POV
In the crate Ziva coughed as Tony swept the ashes from the failed smoke attempt aside.
"Definitely your worst idea yet." She growled.
"No, my worse idea was challenging a date to an oyster eating contest." Tony countered thoughtfully.
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Flashback:
Just last month Tony had taken Claire out to a restaurant out of the city, that way no one they knew would see them. That and he liked to spoil her on occasion and this was one of those times. He had taken her to a restaurant near the beach, thus they were dressed more casually. Tony didn't mind however as he liked it better when they were laid back, it felt normal to be with her like that. As they were gazing over their menus a specific add caught his eye.
"Hey there's an all you can eat oyster special today. I think we should get some." He pointed out casually, shooting a sly glance in her direction. Claire pursed her lips.
"I don't know…." She hummed.
"Well I hear they are great for your health." He tried again. Claire frowned and stared at him curiously.
"You're not interested in eating healthy." She deadpanned. Tony stared at her in mock offense.
"That hurts. Of course I care about…..health." he countered lamely. Claire grinned at him.
"You just found out they were an aphrodisiac, didn't you?" she asked knowingly. Tony had the decency to blush.
"That…wh….no.." he dismissed with a scoff. Claire didn't buy it.
"I see what this is all about." She giggled.
"So, does that mean you're up to the task? I mean I'm a very virile specimen so it would take a lot of oysters to keep up." He teased lowly. Claire bit the inside of her cheek.
"I beg to differ. Besides we both know that I can put food away better than you can so I guess you'll be the one bailing out first tonight." Claire slyly slipped her foot out of her sandal and began running her toes along the inside of his thigh under the table. Tony jumped but chuckled at her teasing.
"Don't start what you can't finish." He purred, leaning towards her with his menu now forgotten.
"Funny that was what I was going to say to you." She grinned devilishly. The waiter sidled up to their table, asking for their orders.
"Two of the oyster specials please." Claire chirped, as if nothing had happened. Tony was not as composed so he remained silent. All the teasing was starting to get to his head and they hadn't even touched the oysters yet. However, as they were both fairly competitive the night did not end as they anticipated. By the time, they arrived home from the restaurant, both were way to full to do anything other than lie on the couch. They both got a laugh out of the evening and just remained cuddled up on the couch, sleeping off their food babies.