"Ok, that was so not an "ow" sound. One point to me," Deeks declared, pausing hitting the pause button on the TV controls so it froze a character mid-word. He sat back with a satisfied smile, slashing a tally mark on a notepad.

"Um, now you're just being nit-picky. She just said it fast," Kensi disagreed. She gestured to the notepad. "Erase it."

"Seriously. Yet you want me to give you Stana Katic because of the way she says "clothes"?"

"We never pronounce the "th" in clothes."

"Do I want to know what's going on?"

Their heads swiveled in tandem towards the kitchen doorway.

"Oh hey Rosa! We're playing "Canadian or Not?" You want to join us?" Deeks patted the couch cushion on his other side.

"I think I need more information first," Rosa decided, though she did sit down.

"Ok, so the premise is you try to find the Canadians masquerading as US English speakers. You can usually tell based on their pronunciation of certain vowels," Kensi explained.

"'About' and 'sorry' are major giveaways," Deeks added.

"Oddly enough, that makes sense."

"And I am particularly good at it. Hence, my score of 8, to Kensi's 6."

"Excuse me, which one of us identified those guys pretending to be NSA agents based on their syllabic patterns?" Kensi asked in mild outrage. She tapped Deeks' shoulder with the back of her hand. "Your linguistic skills have come a long way, but I am still the master."

"Oh my god, that was years ago." He made a face. "And we don't talk about that incident."

"What incident?" Rosa asked curiously.

"Kensi did something horrendous and completely unnecessary given the circumstances," Deeks said, shaking his head at Kensi, who rolled her eyes.

"It's been at least 10 years, I'm sure he's recovered."

"Kensi, a man never forgets that kind of pain."

"You're ridiculous. Fine, I'll give you the point, but don't expect any other freebies."

"Works for me," Deeks said happily, resuming the show. They watched for a couple more minutes until Rosa held up her hand.

"What do we get if it's someone from the UK pretending to be American?"

"Ooh, you're good!" Deeks gave her a congratulatory high five. "You can be on my team."

"Oh no, I'm a free agent," Rosa said, snagging the notepad to add her name.

"Next we're putting on something British because there's no way either of you are going to differentiate between the various dialects," Kensi decided with a single-minded look.

"She gets a little competitive." Rosa snorted at Deeks dry comment.

"There's no point in playing if you're not planning to win."

"This could turn ugly," Deeks said under his breath.

A/N: Originally, I made a post about figuring out which actors are Canadian based on their production of certain vowels. Psyched then commented that it sounds like something Kensi would do, which in turn inspired this fic.