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�Average. Did my laundry, paid my bills, watched some football� you owe me two hundred bucks, you know.�
�Damn it, Kate, I told you I wasn�t going to have time to watch the game,� Tony groaned, thinking about the tape that was sitting in his VCR waiting for him to find a few extra hours. He had made the bet with Kate long before he knew about his incoming visitor, and he should have known that telling her that he wouldn�t be able to watch the game would make her want to run her team winning in his face even more if he lost. Which, evidently, he had.
�I know,� Kate grinned. �Pay up, partner. I�ve got a pair of shoes waiting for me to give them a home and you�re buying.�
Tony groaned. �I�ll hit an ATM at lunch, okay?� he said.
Kate seemed appeased by this and let her hand, that had been held out waiting for her money, drop to her desk. �So what was so important that you missed the Superbowl, anyway?� Kate asked.
�I just had a lot of work to do. House stuff,� Tony said. Kate shot him an �I�m not buying it� look and he shrugged. �The maid quit a few months back and I haven�t had time to find a new one. Chores got a little pushed to the side. I spent most of the weekend cleaning.�
�How cute. Tony does domesticity,� Kate teased. Tony rolled his eyes and bit back a retort when he spotted Gibbs heading their way. He motioned toward their boss so Kate wouldn�t get caught either, a personal curtsey he had extended for the past few months since realizing that being the jackass partner wasn�t getting him anywhere with Kate, and they immediately turned their eyes to their respective projects. Kate found a pen and signed off on her report while Tony pulled up a file and started pecking away at the keyboard in the way that always made McGee cringe.