Senior FBI Agent T.C. Fornell: [Entering] Hey Gibbs. What's taking so long? Come on people. Chop. Chop.
[Notices McGee and Diane asleep on the couch]
Senior FBI Agent T.C. Fornell: Holy Fourth of July Weenie Roast! What the HELL am I *looking* at?
Senior FBI Agent T.C. Fornell: [Referring to Diane] It's getting late - with Lambert on the loose, she should probably sleep at your house tonight. I'll talk to you later.
[Tries to leave quickly. Gibbs stops him]
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: Yeah, you're right. She shouldn't be alone. And since you married her last, I think that means your place.
Abby Sciuto: [Watching from the side,] This is gonna be good.
Senior FBI Agent T.C. Fornell: I've got no clean sheets.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs: My heater's broken.
Senior FBI Agent T.C. Fornell: I've got toxic black mold in my kitchen.
Timothy McGee: I'll let these two figure it out since I know the one place she's definitely *not* staying.
[Gibbs and Fornell turn and face McGee]