NCIS Squad Room. The team are reading their mail.
"Oh, my. Oh no." Tony and Ziva look up at their colleague's exclamation.
"What is it probie one?"
"Ah...that is...ah..." They cross the room to his desk.
"What's wrong?"
Tim chuckles. "It's nothing guys. Just a surprise that's all."
"You're as white as a sheet McGee. It must be something."
"Well I must admit it is a little terrifying but I guess it really is a compliment and a challenge. It's an honor. I'll have to do it."
"Have you been given a new assignment McGee?"
"No, Ziva. I that is Mr Thom Gemcity has been asked to give the keynote address at the Sherlock Holmes Writers Conference later in the year." He smiles proudly.
"Is that all. I thought it was something important" scoffs Tony.
"Congratulations McGee. I think it is nice you were asked."
"Thank you Ziva." Tim glances at his watch. "I said I'd go down and help Abby with some upgrades." He leaves and the other two get back to work until a few minutes later Ziva thinks of a question.
"Tony?"
"Yes, Officer David."
"White as a sheet, it means extremely pale as if frightened right?"
"Correct."
"But why?"
"I don't understand."
"Why is as a sheet? I can think of lots of other things that are always white but sheets are not."
"Ah."
"I mean in my bedroom right now the sheets are a lovely shade of..." She breaks off as she notices DiNozzo trying not to drool over his paperwork as he pictures her bedroom. "Tony!"
"Sorry. No, I don't know the answer to that."
"Hm." She returns to her paperwork with a sigh and the thought so many expressions so little time.