"I am sure you two will be suited to the job, what do you think Michelle?" Michelle smiled at Tony.
"I would put my life in Tony's hands any day...and since Ziva is well trained I'm sure she is very capable." They were seated in the Secretary's private dining room. A waitress came in and placed crisp fresh linen on the table.
"We'll have a gourmet feast whilst we talk about the details." A waiter came in and laid four plates of food in front of each person.
"Steak with fine mashed potatoes and green beans. Perfect." Ziva tentatively chewed the piece. The steak was delicious. She carefully ate whilst the others talked.
"We will leave next week," Michelle laid out some papers. "We will stay in England for 3 days before we return." Tony wiped his mouth before speaking.
"If I may ask, why exactly are we going to England?" Michelle and the Secretary of the Navy looked at each other.
"That...is classified. You'll find out when we arrive." Ziva felt the need to speak.
"I feel that Tony and I should have an idea what we are getting into Michelle." Ziva spoke quietly yet powerfully. The Secretary of the Navy smiled.
"You're the Mossad agent, aren't you? Well this mission is to improve our relations with Britain. I will talk to the head of their Royal Navy." The main course was over and their plates were taken away. Champagne was poured into their glasses. Michelle sipped before smiling at Tony.
"I think our relations have already been improved." Ziva cringed as the dessert was brought. It was treacle pudding with clotted cream. The Secretary mmed his approval.
"So, how long have you been working together?" Tony thought for a second.
"A few years now. Ziva's a really good partner, I couldn't ask for better." Ziva smiled happily. She could swear that Michelle just scowled.
A/N: I know it's really not up to my usual standard but as compensation I'll update regularly