Jenny watched from the catwalk as Tony and Ziva continued their heated discussion from the elevator.

"You are a donkey's butt!" the Israli hissed as they walked toward the bullpen.

"It's an ass, Zee-vah," Tony shot back frustrated. "And it's not my fault you almost hit that car."

"Oh! But it is your fault that we could have died because you wanted to look at some 'hott tail!'"

Tony sat at his desk and shrugged. "It's an American pastime. I wouldn't expect a foregner to understand."

Infuriated, Ziva picked up a pencil off her desk and threw it at her partner. Tony jumped a little as it planted itself in his chair shockingly close to his neck.

"You tried to kill me!" he shouted.

Ziva shook her head and feigned innocence before getting up and walking to his desk. She placed her hands on his desk and looked at him closely. "If I wanted you dead, you would be dead."

Jenny laughed and straightened up as Gibbs walked up beside her.

"Remind you of anyone?" she asked looking back down at the two members of his team.

"Maybe," he agreed.

[Flashback]

Pacci and Burley looked up from their desks as Jenny and Gibbs walked off the elevator. The two of them looking a little worse for wear.

"If you would learn to not piss people off, we wouldn't have this problem," Jenny hissed as she threw her things on her desk.

"If people did what they should, I wouldn't get mad and piss them off," he retorted.

Jenny grabbed a clean shirt out of her drawer and looked at him. "Maybe if you were nicer, we wouldn't almost get blown up all the time!"

"If you'd pay attention." He started, but was quickly cut off.

"Pay attention?" she demanded. "If I recall, I saved your sorry ass."

He shrugged.

She glared at him angrily. "You know what that second 'b' in your name is for?"

He looked at her waiting paciently.

"It's because you're a bastard," she growled before walking away.

Burley looked over at Pacci. "We already knew that."

The two of them laughed and looked over at their boss in time to see him duck to avoid the stapler Jenny had thrown at him.

Pacci leaned back in his chair. "This never gets old," he laughed.