[Fortunately, as much as Heather has always demonstrated an incredible capacity for pissing people off, it's doubtful she'll ever manage to annoy the Navy.]
[She pauses for a second, watching Ziva cross the street with no small amount of amusement-- the irony isn't lost on her at all.]
[Then she jogs after her, readjusting her scarf as she goes.]
They've got real good muffins, I remember!
... Well, 'least they're good in the morning when they were fresh-baked, dunno if they hold up at THIS time of night...
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[She pauses for a second, watching Ziva cross the street with no small amount of amusement-- the irony isn't lost on her at all.]
[Then she jogs after her, readjusting her scarf as she goes.]
They've got real good muffins, I remember!
... Well, 'least they're good in the morning when they were fresh-baked, dunno if they hold up at THIS time of night...