NCIS Car Park.
"No."
"But Tony..."
"I said no Ziva and I am the senior field agent" he continues grinning.
"You know it was not my fault. He does not have to know. I can do this Tony. Why are you being such a lard ass?"
"Hard ass Ziva. It's hard ass and you know the Director said you are not allowed to drive an NCIS car again for at least six months since you crashed into his and..."
"It was only a little scrape" she interrupts impatiently stepping closer to him. "And besides driving helps me relax. If I do not get to relax I might have to take out my frustrations by hurting someone. Understand?" She glares at him and he steps back.
"She has a point there Tony."
"Who asked you anyway McInterruptus?" Tony turns to glare at Tim.
"I'm just saying that if she wanted to Ziva could..."
"Enough already! I give in. I'll drive it out of the Navy Yard and then you can drive the rest of the way. Are you happy now?"
"Yes."
"Good." Tony and Tim begin walking away looking for their car.
Ziva watches for a moment then hurries to join them thinking to herself that Tony really did have a nice hard ass.