"So what is it like in there?" McGee asked. His eyes were glued to the laptop screen as well as the several different TV's which were wired into the laptop. All things considered the geek couldn't have asked for a better set up. HE was starting to understand how the casino worked. Money truly was no option when it came to the business of making money. He wasn't holding it against anyone but he had to admit some of the toys they were pulling out for this operation were pretty fancy. The fact that Mike helped him set it up to was really refreshing. Normally Tim had to do it all on his own while Tony ate some candy bar and went on about which movie the case resembled the most.

Waiting for an answer from Ziva or Tony he suddenly felt his phone ring. With a very loud and obvious sigh he picked it up and looked down to see the same number pop up. It was Sam's and for some reason he had been getting call after call from her. What was it about that girl that made her so….demanding? McGee couldn't figure it out but he knew that she was trouble. At least for him anyways.

"What do you think it's like McGeeK? It's the hottest place in Vegas." Tony said with a smirk that seemed to be stuck on his face. The place was high fashion in every form of the word. Looking around he saw waitresses wearing designer outfits and bodies that seemed to have been made for the dress instead of the other way around. His eyes saw these but the twinkle in his eye was for them or the fine glasses of alcohol they were carrying. No, Tony had eyes for only one girl in the room and she had just entered.

"I just walked in." She said with a hushed tone. It took her only a few seconds to get in as the man watching the door let her right in. The plan had originally been for Tony and Ziva to go together but they had been told that would be too easy to spot. Instead everyone told them couples didn't go to Pure. It was the *Hot place for singles* at least that it what they told.

After telling the staff some of the details they all had their own issues. The security, including Danny, wanted to go along but the boss put a stop to that. Mike wanted to call ahead and let them know but of course that couldn't work since it was likely since the bad guys were meeting there they would have someone looking out for them. Otherwise how would they get a table every time they need to? So the final plan was to have Ziva and Tony go in separately and find each other once inside the club.

Ziva moved like a dancer along the white floor. Her dress didn't just turn heads it broke the neck of every man she passed making each one look like a tired dog. It was form fitting and perfectly complimented every part of her. Reaching the bar a few seats away from Tony she found the bartender already mixing a drink. Setting a drink down and pushing it towards her the mixer smiled and gave her a wink. "This one is on the house."

Thanking the bartender and moving the drink closer to her Ziva scanned the whole floor. She started from right to left allowing her to pause when she reached Tony. She gave him a simple look over and then took a sip from her drink. She noticed a few things about her partner from that once look over. The first was that he had somehow managed to get a very expensive looking suit on short notice and that he was wearing colors that matched her dress perfectly. *Delinda…* She thought as she took another sip from the drink, this time actually downing the whole thing by accident.

"You care for another one?" A young man asked moving over and sitting next to Ziva. He was hansom as some would say but the way he was dressed didn't fully add up in Ziva's eyes. He looked out of place with his single button suit as if he was in the middle of a meeting. She glanced down to see a wedding band tan on his ring finger and smirked.

"I can pay for the drinks of course." He added after seeing the smirk and mistaking it for a hint of pleasure to his forwardness. "And so much more…" This last part he added after slapping down a thousand dollar chip with the Montecito logo on it. It was somewhat plain but it was a basic sign that he was looking for a good time and willing to pay for it. This was all seen by Tony who couldn't help but start to laugh. This caught the young man's attention and turning to the Italian he frowned. "What is your problem?" He asked and Tony was hit with a heavy scotch blast from his breath.

"No problem other than she is way out of your price range." Tony said with a frown "Since she is priceless." This came out so fast he wasn't able to stop it and after a very short pause the man just tossed his hand in the air. He had enough and he certainly didn't come to Vegas for this kind of head ache. Giving Tony a mean look and then a scowl towards Ziva he turned and left the bar for the dancing area. The bar than became a very quiet and awkward spot as both agents tried their hardest to avoid eye contact.

EVERYONE I am sorry about the long absence. A lot has happened since my last update and part of that was a new job, laptop, and city. I will try to get back in the swing of things but it is still a very busy life over here. Thank you for your comments.