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Hanging the kangaroo had really helped Gibbs, Janice noticed. He seemed less on edge.

Not less on edge than he normally did, of course, but less than that very morning. It would be impossible, to make him less on edge than normal, with out elephant tranquilizers, and lots of them.

The NCIS director was not looking forward to making this call. News had spread that Gibbs was not allowed to have coffee for 2 weeks, and coffee, made him less irritable.

"Gibbs!" The phone was answered sharply.

"And hello to you too. You've got a case." The Director explained the location and such to Gibbs and quickly hung up, slightly afraid.

20 minutes later Gibbs and McGee arrived at the crime scene, after an extremely awkward and dangerous ride, to find Kate and Tony waiting for them.

As they headed up to the gray-ish building, McGee pulled Kate aside.

"He's losing his judgment, Kate." he whispered into her ear.

"What? Why on earth would you think that?" McGee pointed at a sign above the building.

"Oh." Kate replied, agreeing with McGee.

"Tony!" Gibbs yelled.

"Yes sir?" he piped up. Tony had already noticed the sign and was fearing he would not be allowed to work on gathering evidence and such.

"Interview the witnesses inside. I'll get the ones outside." Gibbs couldn't have made Tony happier if he tried, which he hadn't.

"Defiantly." Kate nodded to McGee as they entered Strip-o-Rama, the crime scene.

"Grandma B?" Abby walked up to Janice sipping the last of her Caff-Pow!.

"Yes?…" answered Janice. It had been a long day filled with lots of questions, mostly from Gibbs' team.

"I'm bored." Abby sat down in a chair next to Janice, "Can I do your job for a bit?" she asked, tossing her Caff-Pow! Cup across the room into a recycling bin.

"Sorry, Nice." Janice told her, "would like some coffee though? I only got it to bug Punk Boy." Abby laughed.

"No, I think I'll get back to doing my job." she skipped off wondering if Gibbs was going to bring her another Caff-Pow!

Tony loved his job today. He was surrounded by beautiful half naked women, flashing lights and alcohol, and the best part? He was being paid to be there. Of course, there were down sides. In addition to interviewing the girls he also had to interview the perverted guys there who had called in sick to work.

"Probie!" he yelled out.

"What?" came McGee's dull answer.

"Interview all male witnesses." Tony instructed him, "and don't roll your eyes." McGee rolled them again.

"So, your name's Samantha, and you've been working here for how long?"

"Three years."

"Okay, and what did you see?"

"Not much really. I was on the back pole over there, one minute I was dancing the next everyone was screaming, and that guy was dead."

"Okay, that's all, except, are you doing anything tonight?"

"No, actually, I'm not."

"Would you like to go get dinner or-"

"Hey? Is that Caitlin Todd?"

"Yes…?"

"Kate!" Samantha shouted at her.

"Oh my gosh! Sam!" Kate put down the evidence and headed over, she hadn't seen Sam in years. They had been neighbors, forever, really, they had gone to the same schools until high school when Kate had moved, but they had kept in touch until about 4 years ago. Sam had long blonde hair and was a few inches taller than Kate, as she always had, but then again, Kate was wearing shoes with an inch of a heel and Sam was barefoot, "Want tog o get dinner later?" Kate asked smiling at her old friend.

"I'd love to."

"By the way, don't go out with Tony." the two smiled at each other and Tony made a mental note to go through Kate's purse and get Sam's number.

McGee was not having great luck with the men. All of them had been to busy staring at the girls to remember seeing anything. Well, that wasn't true, many had gone into great detail about the girls and how suddenly, one of them had seen the dead dude and the show had stopped.

A lot of them were quite angry at the dead guy. Mostly, for dying while they were there. It sickened McGee and for a moment he wanted to hang out with Abby and complain about men, but he remembered that he was male as well.

Abby was in her lab, talking to herself. It wasn't uncommon, for her to do, really. She had lied to Grandma B and felt bad about it, no, Abby was not working, she was taking online quizzes.

Into the URL box she typed 'Quizilla' and a link to click on came up underneath, as she had visited the site before.

She clicked on search and typed in 'Coroner', wondering what types of quizzes she would get for that. 5 results. She clicked on the first one, 'Which Johnny Depp Character is Your Ideal Mate?'. Abby had a bit of a thing for Johnny Depp.

The first questioned aske dher about what she liked to do in her free time and she selected; read, solve mysteries, be physically pleasured, and sail the high seas

She answered the rest of the questions quickly. And got her answer; Edward Scissorhands.

Yeah, okay, she could go for that. Abby clicked the back button a couple times to take another quiz.

The team had finished gathering evidence and Gibbs loaded them into the van.

"Were going to make a quick stop so I can get Abby some Caff-Pow!s" the team brushed off the plural, as a mistake due to lack of coffee, but were soon to be proven wrong.

Out of the shop cam Gibbs and Skywalker each holding two Caff-pows!.

"See, ya, Obi-Wan!" Skywalker waved, and Gibbs gave him a nod.

Tony pulled Kate close to him, "I think his judgment is going."

"Really?" she responded sarcastically.

Each member of the team carried a Caff-Pow! Into NCIS and then to Abby's lab, where, on the walls hung printed out results of every quiz she had taken while they were gone.

"Got you Caffeine Abby. I've decided that, you should drink enough for the both of us."

"Ha! Ha! No way, boss man. I drink three of these a day tops. I've ODed on Caff-Pows! before, and believe me, that was not a pretty site!" She laughed sipping loudly from one of the cups.

TBC…