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Bacchanalia
The doorbell rang. Tony glanced at Gibbs. “Expecting someone?”
Gibbs shook his head, getting up to answer the door.
“Nice digs, dude. Like does Tozo live here or what?”
“No.”
Gibbs moved to shut the door on the stranger, but before he could Tony was there blurting out, “Anti?”
“Tozo!” The stranger hugged Tony.
Stepping back after returning the hug, Tony asked, “what are you doing here?”
“The guys called. Said you needed a shake-up. I can see why now.”
“What?”
“DiNozzo!” Gibbs barked. “Explain.”
“Oh, Sorry. Gibbs, This is Anthony Timeri. We were in boarding school together.”
Anti nodded his head to Gibbs. “Anyway. The guys will be here soon. I hope you're ready.”
“Oh no, no, no. We are not having the bacchanalia here.”
“Come on, I'm sure Gibbsy won't mind.”
“It's Gibbs and I most certainly do mind.” Gibbs glared, pushing the two Tony's out the door.
