Tony, Ziva, You and McGee were undercover. It was a fancy place, that allowed karaoke. “If we want to appear normal.” McGee said, in his usual matter—of—fact tone. “We need to get at least someone to sing karaoke.”

Tony laughed. “Probie, you’re suggesting one of us sing?” He laughed again. “No way.” Ziva looked at them confused. “What is wrong with singing?” She asked. Tony looked at her. “Nothing Ziva, It’s just embarrassing.” He laughed again, You rolled your eyes. “It’s not that funny, Tony.” Tony smirked. “Really? Then prove it. Go sing.”

You nodded. “Fine then.” You said, getting up. “Don’t mess up, sweetheart! It’ll ruin your perfect reputation!” He called out to you.