Vaughn pushed a pea around on his plate as he listened to Nadia and Marshal talk about one of her many mission that she had been on before she came to the Agency. Normally, he would have been just as riveted as Marshal, but for some reason he couldn't keep his mind still. One of the recurring themes that ran through his head was his friendship with Weiss.

To say it had been on the rocks lately would have been an understatement. Even though he had accepted his two best friends' new relationship, it was hard to believe that the man who used to preach protocol to him was now breaking protocol. It didn't matter though. He was moving on and hopefully his gift to Eric would prove it.

Eric was his longest and truest friend. When Vaughn came to the office in California, he was feeling like the proverbial lost ball in high weeds. Needless to say, it was taking all of his training to remain calm looking as he sat in his small cubicle.

He hadn't been there long before the man in the box next to him stuck his head up over the partial wall.

"Life and death question man."

Vaughn tensed and uttered an okay, wondering what third-world country they were going to have to save or what bomb they'd have to defuse.

"Which 'Indiana Jones' movie is your favorite," he said, trying to keep a straight face. He averted his gaze to his hands where he was shuffling through a deck of cards. "And if you say 'Temple of Dome' I'm a gonna take out my government issued gun and shoot a hole through your computer.

Instantly, Michael relaxed and laced his fingers behind his head. "Well, 'Raiders' is an excellent movie. The special effects are optimal for the time. But I'd have to say 'Last Crusade' is the best hands down. Connery and Ford make the perfect team."

"As I'm sure we will too. Eric Weiss." He switched half of the deck to his left head and extended his right to shake Michael's.

"Vaughn. What's with the cards?"

"Something to keep me busy. It's not really working. I'm thinking about moving on to something more difficult."

"Like what? A yo-yo?"

"Hey now, that sounds like a plan."

"Right." Vaughn was pulled out of his memory as he realized that Nadia was talking to him. "You're going to give me a ride to Dixon's, right?"

"Of course. But, right now, I've got to go see if they've delivered the gift I got for… someone."

"Oh right. See you Michael." She watched him leave, something she'd gotten use to over the months. "Marshal, what are you getting for Michael?"

"What? Uh, how do you know I got Agent Vaughn? I could have pulled anyone's name, including my own. That leaves a one in eight chance of it being Vaughn or, if you prefer, a 12.5 chance. But then, people picked names before me, probably Sydney, and if I'm not mistaken, which I usually am not, I'd say Vaughn pulled one and you and Agent Weiss since that's where you were coming from when you called out to me. So what makes you think I pulled his name?"

"Did you?"

"Um, yes. I was going to give him this prototype organizer that I put together in my spare time while I was watching Mitchell. Not that I was neglecting him, just, you know, I had to keep bust because babies don't do much."

"Got it. But I think I might have something he wants more," she reached into a file she had beside her plate and pulled out an envelope. "I hope you don't mind."

"Hockey tickets? Well, I guess I can give them in addition to my gift but I think he'll like mine better."

Laughing, Nadia replied, "I'm sure. Now I just have to figure out what to give Jack."