"What was that all about?"
"Huh?"
"You know, Jethro, earlier. With Jenny, and my car."
Gibbs smiled a little, and turned to face Hollis.
"I have absolutely no idea."
"D'ya think she really did drop her earring?"
"Who knows? Either way," he told her, trying not to laugh. "It was funny, even though it could have been dangerous."
"Yeah," she said absently, "but, I suppose, if I was in any danger, she would have told me."
I've got to find a way to take her down, Jenny thought to herself as she reclined in her favourite armchair, sipping a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Sighing and sinking down into the chair, she absent-mindedly stroked the burn on her hand from the exhaust, and recalled with a wince the embarrassment of it. Having Mann find her was one thing, but Jethro? She cared what he thought of her – hopefully, he didn't think she was too much of an idiot. Then again, he could always tell when she was lying to him. Either way, he had said nothing, so with any luck, it was all in the past, and she could concentrate on her present – and how to terminate Mann's.
On her way out of the study, she glanced up at a book on the shelf above her head, and reached up to it. Glancing at the spine, she discarded it again, and carelessly replaced it on the shelf. She took a step back, grabbed her empty coffee cup, then whump! Looking up and rubbing her shoulder where the book had connected, Jenny had another idea. Another idea of how to get rid of Hollis, for once and for all.