Tony watched as Lee fired at a practice target in the firing range.

"She still hasn't gotten any better."

Tony turned his head..."Hey, Boss, what are...Lee, stop! You're holding it like you wanna strangle someone."...Tony grunted, he moved to her, kicking at her feet..."Your feet should be shoulder length apart and hold the gun like a lover, firm, but gentle and squeeze the trigger, not pull it."

Lee nodded and re-adjusted her grip on her Sig.

Gibbs leaned back against a railing as Tony joined him on the railing.

Lee started to fire again.

"Something I can help with you, Gibbs?"...Tony asked.

"Nope, just taking Abby, Ducky and Constance to lunch."

Tony looked at his watch, then back at Lee.

"You wanna come?"

"Can't, in the middle of case, but Ziva would love to see you, why don't you come over for dinner, say 7? Oh!"...Tony quickly reached into his back pocket, pulling out his wallet, pulling a photo out and held it out towards Gibbs.

Gibbs took the photo of Tali, he smiled..."I don't know what it is, DiNozzo, but you sure can make some beautiful kids."...He offered the photo back.

"Heh. Keep it and she looks just like her mother."

"Well, yeah, Tony, she's a girl."...Gibbs slid the photo into his jacket and pushed away from the railing..."I'll be there."

Tony smiled, watching Gibbs walk away, he swung his head back towards Lee, he sprinted in her direction..."Lee, you're suppose to shoot at YOUR target not theirs!"

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Tony was slouching on the couch, his hands were behind his head, relaxing next to his son watching cartoons.

Jr. moved his hands behind his head, stretching his legs out, copying his dad, move for move.

Tony laughed and his son laughed in response..."I hate that stupid bird, always beep-beeping."

"Me, too, Daddy!"

Ziva looked on, smiling..."Sweetie, go wash your hands."

"Aww, Mommy, cartoon time!"...Jr. pouted.

"Yeah, Mom, it's cartoon time."...Tony pouted, too.

Ziva laughed, she moved up behind them..."Okay, but only for another 10 minutes, then you have to get ready for dinner."...She slid her hand under Tony's chin, pulling his head back, she leaned down, kissing him passionately on the lips..."Be nice to Daniel."

"Okay."...Tony replied, but quickly looked at Ziva..."Who the hell is Daniel?"

"Constance's date."

"Oh, okay."...Tony shook his head..."Date? What date?"...He shot up from the couch.

"Shhh, Constance has a date tonight."

"No one told me anything about this, who's Daniel? Does he have a record? Do I need to get my shotgun?"

Ziva rolled her eyes..."Now you know why no one told you."

"Ziva, I need some help with this make up."...Constance called out.

"My baby is wearing make up?!"

"Calm down, Tony...it is just a harmless date."...There's a knock at the door. Ziva pointed to the door..."Be nice and I will reward you later."...Ziva grinned, backing away and heading towards the bedrooms.

"Ugh."...Tony groaned, turning towards the door, he reluctantly walked over it, he gripped the doorknob and slowly started to turn it..."Hel...oh, it's just you, Boss...oh, crap...Ziva! Gibbs is coming for dinner!"...Tony gritted his teeth and shrugged..."Oops."

Gibbs shook his head, stepping into the house, closing the door behind him..."Were you expecting someone else?"

Tony sighed..."Constance...she has a...ugh...date."...There's another knock at the door..."Speak of the devil."...He moved to the door, opening it.

A tall, thin, dark-haired boy, dressed in gray trousers and a black turtleneck, stood in the doorway..."Hello, Sir."

Tony looked the boy up and down very carefully..."Who are you?"

"Daniel Looper, I'm here to pick up, C-Constance, is she ready?"

"I don't think so, Dan...can I call you Dan, Dan?"...Tony asked.

Daniel nodded.

"Who's this?"...Gibbs asked, stepping up next to Tony.

"Gibbs, this is Dan...Dan, this is Gibbs."

Gibbs looked Daniel up and down..."Here to take out Constance, I hear?"

"Yes, Sir."...Daniel responded.

"He's got manners, DiNozzo."...Gibbs chuckled, but quickly stopped..."Where you taking her?"

"Donnatello's."

"Good place. Good pizza."...Tony said..."What's your favorite kind of pizza, Dan?"

"I really don't like pizza, Sir."

Tony cocked his head to the side..."What?"

"Sir?"

"How can you not like pizza?"

"I just don't, Sir."

"Is that your car?"...Gibbs asked, pointing to a small blue car.

"Yes, Sir."

"Is that a Prius? Seat belts? Airbags?"

"Yes, Sir."...Daniel nodded three times.

"You really don't like pizza?"...Tony asked.

"No, Sir."

"What if Constance likes pizza? Wait, you drive a powder blue Prius and you don't eat pizza?"

"Yes, Sir."

"What's your favorite movie?"...Tony lifted his hand in the air..."Think hard about this one, Dan."

"I don't watch a lot of TV or go to the movies a lot, but the last good movie I saw was Titanic."

"What?"...Tony asked with a shocked look on his face..."After dinner, where are you going?"

"I got us tickets to a musical, Sir."

Tony looked at Gibbs, then slowly back at Daniel.

"Do you know the definition of 'no'?"...Gibbs asked.

"Yes, Sir."

"Do you know the definition of 'dying'?"...Tony questioned.

Daniel gulped..."Yes, Sir."

"Just keep those two words in mind and everything will be fine...Dan."...Tony calmly spoke.

"Here she is."...Ziva said, Constance was standing next to her in a light blue summer dress, her locket hung from her neck, looking absolutely beautiful.

Tony turned..."Holy shit!"

"Holy shit!"...Junior repeated after his father.

"Heh."

Ziva scoffed..."Anthony! Tony!"

Tony moved over to the couch, patting his son on the head..."Oh, no, don't say that, buddy, you can't say that word, that's an adult word, okay?"...He moved over to Constance..."You look great, have a great time, Pumpkin."...He smiled, then kissed her on the cheek.

Constance smiled..."Thanks, Dad."...She stepped towards Daniel..."Hi."

"Ready to go?"...Daniel asked.

"Yeah."...They stepped out the door and made their way to his car.

"Midnight, Constance."...Tony called out.

Constance held up her hand, acknowledging her father.

"Aww, they are so cute together."...Ziva held her hands over her chest.

"You've never talk to him before have you, Ziva?"...Gibbs asked.

"No, but Constance says he's the sweetest boy."

Gibbs stepped past them, moving towards the couch..."Tell her, DiNozzo."

Ziva looked at Gibbs, then back at Tony..."Tell me what? What did you do?!"...She crossed her arms.

"I think Constance and Daniel have a lot in common."

"Really?"...Ziva smiled.

Tony waved to Constance as the car pulled away, he shut the door and turned to Ziva, patting her shoulders..."Yep, I think they both like guys."...He said, giving her a quick peck on the lips before moving back to the couch, joining Gibbs and his son on the couch..."Man, Acme always screws him over!"

"Huh?"...Ziva squinted in Tony's direction.

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Constance walked through the front door, locking it behind her. She took a step, her heels clanked on the hardwood floors. The light turned on, Ziva was sitting on the couch.

"Mom?"

"Daniel's...gay?"

"Heh. Yeah."

"Then why did you get dressed up?"

"Because he had tickets to The Lion King and I've always wanted to see that musical...and it was GREAT!"

"I am SO confused."

Constance laughed..."Don't be, he's a great guy and I had a wonderful time, except..."

"Except? Did he do something to you?!"...Ziva jumped up from the couch.

"Nope, he's just a tad weird."

"Because he's gay?"

"Oh, no, nothing like that, because he doesn't like pizza. Weird, huh? Anyway, going to bed."...Constance moved over, giving Ziva a kiss..."Lilah tov."

"Good night."...Ziva thought for a moment..."That is weird."...Before heading off to bed herself.