She’s not oblivious to the smirk plastered on his face. In fact, she’s noticed it all morning, but she had hoped it’d be gone already. It’s another five minutes before she can take it no longer and throws her hands in the air with impatience.
"What is it?" she hisses.
He turns his head and stares at her innocently, blinking for added effect.
"Is something wrong, Ziva?"
She scrunches her features and shakes her head.
"What is this…this thing you have been doing all day?”
He shrugs and hides another smile behind his hand.
"I’m not entirely sure what you’re referring to." He twirls...
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