What to do (open)

[Ziva David]

Ziva was bored at the moment, she had gotten into the office a bit early so she was finishing up her paper work for the previous case. Mostly getting frustrated with the computer. Why were these things so difficult for her, no matter though she was fighting with it but she hoped to be done with it before DiNozzo got in. She didn't want to deal with his teasing nature at the moment. She was in a good mood though and she didn't want him to ruin that mood, even though the computer was in the process of trying to ruin that for her. Of course she had gotten in a longer run that morning which was good for her, she liked to run and when she got in longer run it made her happy. She had been up before her five o clock alarm and since she didn't have to be at work until eight am sh would run until six thirty and then she showered and changed and went to work. Today however she was up at four am and she was out the door at four fifteen for her run and she kept running until she got back to her house at six thirty. She was exausted and happy though, but she went through her usual routine of a shower and then breakfast on the go of course soe it ended up being a blueberry breakfast bar and a cup of coffee in a to go mug.

She also grabbed her lunch from the fridge that she'd packed the night before but she didnt think that it was necessary to deal with things like trying to find something to eat near the NCIS building. She had her hair pulled back into the typical pony tail and she was wearing her pants and blouse and a jacket just because it was chilly in the morning. Ziva didn't see why some of the female agents got so dressed up for a job that was physically and emotionally demanding. She often saw people out and about dressed up in ways that weren't practical for the daily world. And the teenagers here most of the females would have been killed in Israel for what they were wearing. She was kind of unsure about how people were. Ziva sighed and then looked around the office, where was everyone. Well Abby and Ducky were probably down stairs in the Lab and the Morgue, respectively. Of course Abby had renamed the lab, Labby because it was the lab of Abby.

Ziva didn't understand the gothic, happy, black haired woman that they called Abby. She was kind of off in her own little world most of the time, Ziva didn't really know much about her and she didnt' really know what to say to her or understand her. Ziva didn't actually understand DiNozzo all that much either, he was kind of a different person that she didn't understand. He could relate everything to a movie and all of that. McGee she kind of understood though they had people like him in Israel. But it was a priveledge that was reserved for those who actually had the money. Ziva's family wasn't one of those people who had money or the time to be a computer geek or really know how to do anything but the basics of typing and printing and email and things like that.

[Tony DiNozzo]

Tony was in the Elevator on his way up toward the office. Alot was on his mind recently, the recent death of Friend and agent kate, Gibbs as always, And his girl problems that he goes through about every night.

It was 30 min before Tony's day started at NCIS, he always liked getting at work early, some time to get some things done, like ebay, watching some movie clips on the Internet, and also reading his favorite Magazine issue's.

The Elevator doors opened and then he seen the office area, and of course there was the empty desk of the old agent that died paunchy, Tony remembered him greatly, altho the team always really ignored him, that's why they felt so bad when he was murdered. Tony turned to head toward his desk, and seen some black hair, and there sitting down at her desk was Ziva. A large smile came to Tony's face.

"Ziva Ziva Bo Biva Banana, Fanna, Foe Fiva
Fee, Fie, Moe, Miva, Ziva!"


Tony turned the corner and then just smiled and laughed walking toward his seat, he removed his coat and then just sat there in his seat looking at Ziva.

[Ziva David]

Ziva had been enjoying her peace and quiet with her coffee, she probably could have had a better breakfast but she didn't so here she was enjoying her silence when she suddenly heard the distinct voice of Anthony “Tony” DiNozzo. Ziva looked at him as he sang she didn't have any idea what he was doing. She was just looking at him with that baffled look that she got when he started talking movies she'd never seen or even heard of. She didn't usually care but what did you do about it.

“Tony if you do not cut off the ridiculous singing, you are going to drive me up the hall” said Ziva in her distinct Israeli accent “And your song doesn't make any sense at all”

Ziva sat there looking at Tony why did he insist on being so annoying sometimes it was like working with a child. He was what in his thirties he should be mature enough to have a conversation. Ziva looked at her computer as it froze again she looked at it with an obvious frustrated look on her face. Hitting the computer key board slightly and then swearing in Hebrew at it she finally gave up and pushed away from the desk officially frustrated with it and not ready to fight with it anymore she just gave up and then looked at Tony.

“You are here earlier than I'd expect you to be” said Ziva

Ziva didn't exactly know when Tony showed up for work but she figured it would be after McGee not before them. Judging by the look on his face his female exploit of the evening hadn't gone so well last night but she would give him a hard time about that later right now she was more concerned with his stupid song. The dark haired hebrew woman didn't quite have the lay out of the team down but she was a fast learner and she was good at learning where she stood quite quickly. Grabbing a paper clip off of her desk she started to bend it around and things like that. She was just playing with it and bending it out of shape, she could easily find ten ways to kill someone with the paperclip in her hand. It was part of being a Mossad agent you became very skilled in things like fighting and shooting. She had a knife in her boot at the moment.

She didn't know if Tony noticed the things she did like the women dressed in this country. The heels, and the skirts and all of the impracticalities it brought with it. Did the women know that it was impractical the American's obviously didn't worry about the things Ziva had. She kept on with the paper clip waiting for an answer from Tony about the song. She thought about her younger sister Talia who she had had a good relationship with when she was alive but that was taken from her when her sister had been killed by a suicide bomber attacked her home. She had lost her sister in it but her parents seemed to have faired alright sort of. Her mother hadn't really gotten over the loss of her youngest daughter. Ziva brought her focus back to the task at hand which was making her computer work.

“I am starting to rather dislike these computers” said Ziva hitting the side of the screen this time

[Tony DiNozzo]

Tony had a great smile on his face, he took out some papers and took a look at them, for a minute his smile disappeared. "Crap, my show don't come on tonight." Tony said to himself, but was not sure if ziva heard it or not. Tony looked away from what looked like a TV Guide, and looked up at Ziva once again.

"ridiculous singing you say Ziva, Ha Ha ha ha ha , I think not there Ziva, it's Art, Passion for the soul." tiny said while raising his arms up into the air."I always come here early, i can get some important things done before work. Which reminds me."

Tony bent down into his bag and took out a DVD case, he sat it on his desk and the opened it."Oh Yeah." He discounted the dvd from the case and placed the dvd into his computer, He then lended back into his chair, placing his hands behind his head. Tony heard Ziva make the comment about the computers, and that just reminded him about Mcgeek, and wondering what the little probie was up to. "You gotta show it some love Ziva" Tony then rubbed the side of the computer.

[Ziva David]

“You and the TV, Tony it is not a normal relationship nor is your relationship with women but this obsession with movies and TV is not normal” said Ziva

Ziva was still fighting with her computer, she was starting to hate it worse now than before and Tony telling her to play nice with it wasn't helping her. Ziva swore in Hebrew again hitting the key board once more. The Israeli woman was obviously pissed off at her computer at the moment. She wasn't heavily technology based like some people were.

“This computer stuff is in a foreign language. Why does this thing not work” said Ziva

Ziva was early because she wanted to work, well right now she wanted to take her computer and shoot it but she did want to work eventually when the computer decided to cooperate with her methods of force on it. Rolling her eyes at Tony she decided to give up on her task of making the computer do what she wanted it to and wait for McGee to make it do what she wanted to which basically left her with nothing to do at the moment.

“That song is completely ridiculous and it is going to drive me up the hall” said Ziva “And what could you possibly have to do that would be so important that you need to get done before work. And Ha art is not passion for the soul”

Ziva was glad that she had her report written out before hand since her computer was being uncooperative and wouldn't let her have it back. Watching Tony talk about showing her computer love she looked at him kind of confused. She didn't think that you could love a computer it was an inanimate object.

“You don't strike me as an early riser Tony” said Ziva

Ziva looked at her computer, showing it some love wasn't going to happen while she was angry at it, she wasn't a good person to get frustrated with something. She wasn't a computer person she had never been a computer person never had been ever, but she was ok with that she didn't need to be a computer person to do a good job at being a field agent.

“I'd rather shoot it Tony there is no logical reason at all to love it right now” said Ziva

[Tony DiNozzo]

"I'm Sorry, did you say something?, I am watching something Ziva."

But Tony heard everything Ziva said, Tony thought it would be funny to act well, Funny. But many people did not think he was funny, that is just what made him do more if this sort of thing.

Tony then stood up from his seat and then walked over to Ziva's desk and took a knee right ion front of here and then looked up at her."Ok, what cant you figure out here?" Tony said while looking up near the computer.

[Ziva David]

"Stop being an idiot Tony" said Ziva

She hit the side of the computer again in order to get it to work. Of course that idea wasn't working but when nothing else worked violence seemed to answer Ziva's questions. Ziva looked at Tony as he moved closer to her and then kind of backed out of his space so she could keep a better eye on him.

"This entire thing with the computer" said Ziva looking at her still frozen screen even after she hit it twice in a row now.

[Tony DiNozzo]

Tony shoot his head."Ziva, even i now that hitting it will not make it go faster." Tony then pushed a few buttons on the keyboard and then something happened the computer was working. 'See Ziva, what did i say."


Tony then stood up, dusted his pants and then walked back to his desk.