"So, then, I must have eaten more than steak from time to time," he quipped. Gibbs paused a moment before the smirk crossed his lips again. He glanced over at her briefly before turning his attention to his own hands. He sliced the onions in half and began to work to dice them as quickly as possible. Gibbs was immune to a lot of things, but onion-induced tearing wasn't one of them.
"What else have you learned?" He asked. "I mean, what sorts of hobbies do you have?"