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Vatic
The vatic old lady stared into her crystal ball. The visions she received varied every day. This was her world reading. It focused on whatever the world wanted to tell her today and was something she always did whether she had customers or not.
Today, the crystal ball showed her a view of the Washington Navy Yard. It focused in particular on an older and fairly grumpy old man with a younger more carefree man next to him. She only heard Gibbs and DiNozzo associated with these two men.
She watched in horror as they walked into the coffee shop and it exploded. Somehow she had to warn these two men.
