Bullpen
'Oh when will this go away?' Callen painfully grumbled as he rubbed his tummy.
Then Hetty walked by with a cup of tea.
'This should help with your stomach pain, Mr. Callen.' She said, putting the tea on his desk.
'How did you know? I thought you were busy?' Callen asked.
'You've been clutching or rubbing your stomach since you got here. And you've mostly been sitting or deep breathing. Seemed a bit obvious.'
'Must have been something I ate last night, or thins morning. I thought the feeling would pass on it's own but, (groan).'
'Well, the tea should be a better option then just a pain pill. Rink up.' Hetty insisted.
'I thought your best pain alternative was whiskey.' Callen joked.
Hetty then flashed him her 'stop joking' look.
A little bit later.
'You feeling better? I would hate to have to sideline you until your stomach stops hurting.' Hetty asked, walking over.
'Yeah, yeah I am. It was probably just a bit of heartburn. Tea actually tasted pretty good.' Callen replied. 'Is tea always your go to treatment?'
'It's slightly better and I happen to think more effective then swallowing pills or those Tums.'
'Too chalky for you?'
'Swallowing something chalky, is just not for me.' Hetty finished.