McGee’s apartment – evening. Tony and Ziva barge in uninvited.

Tony: "Wow, McGeek. Nice digs. Who knew your place wouldn’t scream 'I still live in my mom’s basement'?"

Ziva: "At least it’s cleaner than yours, Tony."

McGee: "Did I invite you two?"

Tony: "Do we ever wait for an invitation?"

Ziva: "You should know better by now."

Tony wanders toward a closed door.

Tony: "What’s in here, McPrivate? Secret stash of snacks?"

McGee: "It’s just—don’t—"

Tony swings the door open to reveal you, asleep in McGee’s bed, looking effortlessly stunning. Ziva looks surprised. Tony grins.

Tony: "Well, Probie, didn’t know you had company."

Ziva: "Does she know about your video game obsession?"

Tony: "Or your love of sci-fi novels?"