Tony: According to my internal Gibbs clock he's about to walk through the door right now…
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"Tick tock." Ziva teased, glancing across her desk at her partner.
"That's gonna get old quick you know?" Tony spouted back at her. "So I messed up once…it was an extenuating circumstance…besides everyone's bound to mess up a time or two. Even me."
"Did you just admit to an inadequacy Tony?"
"Only because I am quite adequate in other areas." He countered. "Not to mention that Gibbs is a tough nut to crack. Trying to predict him is like trying to predict a tornadoes path…"
"Would that be an F1 or and F5 DiNozzo?"
Tony cringed as he awaited the head slap and tried to save himself. "I actually see you as more of a Tsunami boss…one minute you're standing on the beach and the next minute…whoosh…" He illustrated the noise with his hands when he was met with an abrupt slap. "Just like that actually."
"Tick tock," Ziva whispered towards him before focusing back on her work.
"You say something David?" Gibbs questioned, demanding an answer.
"No Gibbs, I was just…"
"Torturing DiNozzo?" He interrupted.
"Well," she tapped her pen a few times before finishing. "Yes, I was."
Gibbs sent her a smile. "Good girl."