Kate walked into the office and she couldn't help but notice how Tony's face lit up at the sight of her. She nearly blushed. She sat down still feeling his eyes on her so she said, "You okay, Tony?"
"Fine," he said, getting up and taking two quick strides to her desk. "C'mon Kate!"
"Tony!" she almost yelled, as he yanked her up out of her seat and began to guide her across the floor. "Tony, what are you doing?"
"The tango," he smirked, just loving the surprised look on her face.
"I can see that," she sighed, then her eyes caught his thoughtful stare. His eyes became overwhelming and she pulled back.
"Hey, c'mon," he whined. "Let's dance before Gibbs gets back!"
"Well, Tony, you need two to tango," she smiled, trying to resist the urge to jump back into his arms.
He pulled her back and whispered seductively in her ear, "You know, the tango is Cuban..."
Than Kate burst out into laughter, amused that Tony was still excited about Cuba. She pulled away from him again and sat down at her desk.
"What?" he asked.
"It's Argentinian, Tony. Not Cuban." she grinned.
He shrugged, "I knew that."
Author's Chapter Notes:
A double drabble in response to Tony being so excited about going to Cuba...