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Aussies
by Bev
„So...Aussie's are different?" Gibbs' voice sounded slightly mocking, but there was no way that he could destroy Tony's good mood.
"Yep."
"And how do you want to know that?"
Tony's smile grew even wider.
"I met two Aussies once. Back in Peoria. They were there on vacation and we really had a great time."
Gibbs' brow furrowed. What exactly did DiNozzo mean with 'a great time'? But before he could ask, Tony continued,
"I showed them some of my favorite clubs and we were on tour night after night. Gosh...it was a fantastic time."
Tony's face got a dreamy _expression and Gibbs realized that he almost got jealous. Actually, he didn't want to hear more, but Tony's rambling just went on,
"An at night...wow...Aussies are really very passionate. Some american could take them as a role model. And they really had no problem in sharing...one room, one bed, one Tony..."
With an impossible big grin, Tony walked over to the elevator and hit the button. The doors opened and Gibbs followed him silently inside, a strange feeling of jealousy, envy and couriosity fighting in him. He reached around Tony and pressed the button for the parking deck. And even though he knew that he'd better remained silent now, he just couldn't help to ask,
"How were their names? Tiffany and Pearl?"
Again the mocking tone in his voice, for Gibbs a way to protect himself. The doors opened again, Tony stepped out and made his way to his car, Gibbs close behind him.
And just before he reached his car, Tony turned around and gazed at Gibbs with a wide smile on his face, and winked,
"Ryan and Andrew."
Open mouthed Gibbs stared after him, certain that he still could hear Tony's laughter ringing in his ears.
The end