Because magicmistress1970 asked me to do a little something with Ziva's dad and Dead Air to finish my arc.

He watched from inside the kitchen's swinging door. It was easy if you looked the part you can pretty much blend into any surroundings. So he played the part of an sommelier he had notes from the real sommelier to help him, he also drew from his own experience from his favorite Italian wines.

He made sure that he kept Director David's bodyguards in his sights as he made his way to the table that requested his assistance in picking a wine for their meal. After helping them he helped two more tables before he handed everything back to the real expert.

He needed to get a lay of the land so to speak, he also needed to see exactly where Ziva was as she dined and talked to her father.

It wasn't hard to figure out that Eli David was coming to the States the chatter was out there you just had to know where to look for it. It helped that he had friends in the different agencies, one or two in Mossad as well.

Tony knew that some people thought that he was a fool, but the people that counted knew better. He was well liked and trusted by many and that was all that mattered as far as he was concerned.

Twenty minutes into their meal Tony looked as he heard Ziva's voice she stood and spoke to her father. She dropped her napkin on the table and stormed out of the restaurant in not a very ladylike way if he had to describe it she looked like a toddler having a temper tantrum.

Tony had to smile as Eli continued to eat his food with calmness. It was just a façade having to deal with various government people throughout his working life Eli had become an excellent poker player.

Tony picked up his bottle of wine a good full bodied earthy vintage, not too sweet or too harsh. Carrying two crystal glasses he made his way to his table. "I have a good vintage here I thought you might like to sample with me, Director David."

Eli looked up and smiled after seeing who is talking to him. "Agent DiNozzo. Please have a seat." he says waving his had to the seat Ziva had just left.

"You were watching me?"

"Not so much you Director, mostly Ziva."

"Ah yes, I see."

"Actually I wanted to see if she had the gall to play the daddy card with you."

Hearing this Eli laughed, then he looked around the room for his bodyguards.

" Officers Malachi, and Liat are enjoying their meal and Hadar is in the kitchen with Signora Carlotta, she is teaching him how to make pasta from scratch."

Eli smiles but says nothing, Tony pours the wine then continue. "Your men at the bar are being served water with lemon. I said hello when I passed them."

"You are right she did try and play the 'daddy card ' as you call it. I told her that she must own up to her actions and take whatever punishment that was given her."

"I must say I'm surprised."

"Tony we have played this game before. I am no fool and neither are you, as much as you like to play one. Ziva is spoiled and willful and she was blessed or cursed with her mother's and my temper. I will not interfere with whatever Leon has decided. What is the expression. 'She made her bed, now she must lie in it.'" Eli sips his wine and nods his head. "Very good. I like this very much, you have good taste. What it is?"

Tony smiles and lifts the bottle and removes the towel wrapped around it, then hands the bottle to Eli. "I must go thank you for the drink, Director."

As he turns to walk away Tony can hear Eli's laughter fill the room as well as his parting words. "Well done Tony." Eli says as he puts the bottle of wine from his own country back on the table. "Well done indeed."