Tony: Aren't those the same clubs Ducky has?
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"So how much of a hit did you take?" Abby strolled up to Tony's desk later that evening and expected to find him sulking beyond repair.
Tony barely turned to acknowledge her, his eyes glued to the computer screen. "So far, there's been a few bids…at this very moment I could lose about 400."
She sighed on his behalf. "Well that's better than losing all of it. Look on the brightside."
He almost smiled. "Yeah, that I got burned by my own scheme."
"Was bound to happen sooner or later."
"Not to scheme master…the master of schemes…the master schemer."
She stifled a laugh. "What goes around comes around Tony…"
"Karma." He cringed. "Ha! Kate tried to convince me of that once…worst…day…ever."
Abby smiled and glanced at the empty desk across from them. "You ever think about her?"
Tony pulled his eyes from the screen. "Yeah…especially in times like this. She'd be hovering over me like you are now…poking fun at me knowing right from left."
"True…but only because she loves you…"
He smiled and felt his heart ache slightly. "Loved."
"Yeah," Abby replied flatly. "Loved."
It went silent for a few moments before Tony brought them both back into the present. "Looks like I'm not gonna take that big of a hit…someone just put a final bid at what I paid for them…will you look at that?"
Abby leaned over his shoulder. "No way…"
"Way." He confirmed. "In fact, I'm so happy; I'm liable to buy a pretty lady a drink?"
"I'll go grab my stuff." She started out of the bull pen before turning back. "Love never ends Tony…"
He glanced at the empty desk briefly. "No…" He thought for a moment. "I guess it doesn't…"
