Chapter 1 – Tony

The three of them had gone their separate ways in the bar. Gibbs had taken it upon himself to inform the bartender of the "wager" that they had started, insisting they have a third party to keep an eye on things.

Tony made his way up to the bar and ordered another beer. The bartender grinned as he set it down.

"I'd start with that one over there," he offered, pointing to a leggy blonde sitting alone at the end of the bar.

Tony grinned and took a drink of his beer. He took out some cash and put it down on the bar.

"Send her a drink from me. Something girly," he said.

"You got it." The bartender took the cash. Tony watched him as he made a margarita and brought it to the end of the bar. As he set it down in front of her, he pointed down the way toward Tony. She smiled at him, and slid off his stool and started toward her. He skidded to a halt when another man sat down next to her, and put an arm around her.

Oh crap. Time to move somewhere else.

Tony turned on his heel and headed toward the crowded end of the bar, where there were men whooping over a football game on TV. He leaned on the bar, beer in hand, and looked around. His eyes fell on that table with the three women. There was a blonde, a brunette and a redhead.

It's worth a shot… at least ONE of them has to be into me.

He made his way across the bar to the table and pulled up a chair.

"Can I buy you ladies a drink?" he asked with a grin. The redhead rolled her eyes. The brunette smiled sweetly and nodded. The blonde grinned. Tony flagged down a waitress. "Bring the ladies a Midori & pineapple," he said, handing her thirty dollars. He turned back to the ladies.

"What's your name, honey?" The brunette said with a thick Texas accent.

"I'm Tony DiNozzo," he said, still grinning from ear to ear. "How about you ladies?"

"I'm Dawn," the brunette said. "This is Laney," she said, indicating the blonde. "And that stick in the mud is Charlene."

Charlene rolled her eyes and glanced over at the TV, where a baseball game was playing.

"Nice to meet you all," he said. The drinks came. Dawn and Laney took theirs gratefully. Charlene's had to be set down in front of her. She barely touched it.

I won't be getting anywhere with Charlene… Tony thought, taking a swig of his beer. Maybe I've got a shot with Dawn. He noted her outfit… a pair of short shorts, and a spaghetti-strapped shirt that was tight in all the right places.

Damn…

"So Dawn," he said, trying to take his attention away from her breasts for a moment. "Where are you from?"

"Texas born and bred," she answered, sipping her drink. God, did he want to kiss those lips. "How about you?"

"Long Island."

Just then, Laney leaned over and whispered into her friend's ear. Dawn smiled, and Laney left the table. Charlene also got up, and went toward the bar.

"So Tony… ever dance with a girl from Texas?" she asked, leaning forward. Her shirt slipped down, exposing a generous amount of cleavage. Tony was really hoping he'd win the bet, if it meant seeing more than her cleavage later.

"No, can't say that I have," he responded.

"Well come on then!" She pulled him to his feet as a song started to play. It was a country tune. She practically threw him around like a rag doll as they danced, hips gyrating to the tune. When it was finished, Tony had to catch his breath. When had he been that out of shape? Dawn put her arms around his neck as she caught her breath.

"Tony…" she said in a sultry voice… "good luck with your bet."

Tony's mouth dropped open as Dawn sauntered away, giggling like a teenage girl. He watched her ass as she walked away.

Tony's out… who's next?