"Savannah." Marty really had a hard time following this, how she'd gotten to the point where Kensi had compared her to a pole dancer which translated into comparing Savannah to a whore. "Can I just tell you what I heard in that earlier? I heard her say that I must love having a cheerleader here, and that past experience has shown me to be the type of man who would like having a cheerleader around, and yes, I do know what pole dancers do besides dancing, I have gone to see them before. But all of that, it was about me. Kensi doesn't even know you, how could she?"
"You are not a whore, and anyone who says that about you is an idiot." He told her, "If I had thought for a second that was what Kensi was doing I'd have said something"
He chuckled and shrugged. "It kind of is, but it's the truth. Though hopefully unlike some of our more recent arrivals Kensi might actually be of some help." He sighed. "I don't want you to stay if you're going to be uncomfortable or anything, but Kensi is a good person, she was my partner and she can help. Maybe it'd help if we started over."