'Achoo!' Tony sneezed.

'Oh great, now I have your germs all over me. I don't need to get sick right now!' Mcgee grumbled.

'Oh come on Mcgermaphobe, I barely even aimed at you!'

'Yeah right! You were sneezing at me.'

'Dinozzo, don't sneeze at Mcgee.' Gibbs said while he walked by.

'I didn't sneeze at him, boss!' Tony exclaimed. 'Who here saw me hit Mcgee with my sneeze?'

'Personally, I saw 86: of your sneeze hit Mcgee.' Ziva replied.

'Oh come on!'

The next day

Tony's cell phone rang.

'This is Tony.'

'Nice going Tony, you gave me your cold! (sniffle).' Mcgee sniffled over the phone.

'I wasn't sick yesterday.'

'Then why did I wake up with a stuffed nose and sneezing?!'

'Allergies?'

'I don't have any! You gave me your cold!' Mcgee exclaimed.

'Well this is uncomfortable.' Tony thought.