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The NCIS bullpen thrums with the dull buzz of fluorescent lights and the quiet rustle of late-night work, the air thick with the scent of old coffee and paper. It's a Friday evening, but the elevator doors slide open to reveal you clad for a night out, your phone pressed to your ear as you stride in, heels clicking, mid-conversation. You're heading for your desk, unaware of the scene you've walked into. Then Gibbs's voice cuts across the room, dry and sharp: "You look presentable." He leans against his desk, arms folded, the ghost of a smirk touching his mouth. The team's glances shift between the two of you. He lets the silence hang, thick and waiting, then lifts a single eyebrow. you, you got a minute?