"Are you still reading that book, Tony?" Ziva asked, looking over at DiNozzo's desk.
"Yes," came Tony's short reply.
"Found any more Gibbs rules?" McGee asked.
"No, but I did find a DiNozzo rule," Tony smiled. "'A Bro shall stop whatever he is doing and watch Die Hard if it's on TV.'"
"Which rule is that?"
"Um, either fourteen or fifteen, I forget."
"Which rule says Gibbs will kill us if we're not working on cold cases when he gets back?" McGee joked.
"All of them, Tim," Tony replied seriously. "It's hardwired into the very system upon which the rules are built."
"There's a system?" Ziva asked.
"Sure," Tony shrugged. "I have no idea what it is, but I'm sure there is one." Gibbs picked this moment to arrive on the elevator, and the team busied themselves looking at case files.
"McGee, Abby needs you down in her lab," Gibbs ordered. McGee threw out a 'yes boss' before quickly excusing himself.
"Ziva," Gibbs turned to the woman. "MTAC. Someone needs you to speak Arabic."
"Right away," Ziva replied as she stood to leave.
"Y'know Boss," Tony started casually as soon as Ziva was gone. "You should really read this book."
"I did," Gibbs replied, shocking Tony. "Last night while you were asleep."
"Sneaky," Tony replied, impressed. "Do you remember the fifteenth exception to Article 83?" Gibbs thought for a second before remembering.
"'If your co-worker has been looking pretty good lately.'"
"Exactly," Tony replied with a smirk. "And I've noticed, you've been looking very good lately, Boss. Your clothes are fitting a little better. Softer fabrics. There's less circles around your eyes."
"Many changes; one cause," Gibbs said softly. Tony couldn't help the bashful smile that lit up his face.
"I think I'm gonna go for coffee, Boss. Would you care to join me?" Gibbs smirked at the hasty cover story. Giving a short nod, Gibbs stood up. Tony mirrored him and together they headed out.