Tony smiled as he walked into the bar at Van Nuys Air Field, his eyes landing automatically on the pretty little red head at the bar. He usually went for other types, but for her he would make an exception.
"Hello there, my name's Tony. What's yours?" He could do better, as far as pick up lines went, but why mess with the classics.
"My mother taught me not to talk with strangers." Ah, he had to turn up the charm a notch and put in a bit of effort.
"Hey, I just introduced myself. I'm not a stranger!" A classic from 'Forrest Gump'. He tacked on a kicked puppy look for good measure.
"Do you know Karate?" Ooh, a martial arts fan! Those often had loads of stamina.
"No. Do you like martial arts?" Was that interest he could see in her eyes.
"That's great! I give out free samples!" Tony gaped at her as Ziva started cackling madly behind him. Why was it that red heads always shot him down?