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[waitforitdary]

This is new.

...

Bathing suit up!

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[scarily]

Not likely.

[waitforitdary]

No? Think about it, you could get in shape, lose a few pounds, maybe get a tan... it'd probably make you hotter.

[scarily]

You could lose some weight too. I'm thinking twenty-one grams.

[waitforitdary]

I doubt it. I'm the perfect weight. It takes time and energy to look this good.

[slaying]

[One petite blonde lounging by the outdoor pool. Research was going badly--she thought she'd try clearing her mind with some excellent relaxation.]

Already there.

[waitforitdary]

Hello there.

[Despite his promise of bathing suiting up, he's still in his full suit and tie.]

I can see that. You look great in it.

[slaying]

[She works to suppress the preening, self-assured smile that is her reaction to the flattery. And sits up, fully.]

Looks you kinda failed on the bathing part, though.

[waitforitdary]

Guess I got distracted before I could change. [Charming smile.] The name's Barney Stinson.

[18diffrntways]

[Ziva turns to look over her shoulder. She's in this bikini.]

You are blocking the sun.

[waitforitdary]

You're so hot, I didn't even notice.

[18diffrntways]

[She looks him up and down and decides that this newcomer is probably another Tony Di Nozzo. She'd hate to admit that she has missed him since being stranded here. Perhaps it is safer to say that she has missed the way they snipe at each other.]

Are you trying a come on over me?

[Ziva and her english mangling. It's legendary.]

[waitforitdary]

...that could be arranged.