And there was the sarcastic Ziva reply. He grinned wider. She really was real. This was definitely going to be a good day. Least he hoped so. So far it was. And then he heard the comment about everything going furry on her and he quirked a brow.
"Fuzzy Ziva. Everything went fuzzy. Furry is...well...something covered in fur...or a person who enjoys dressing up as an animal to get lucky." It felt nice to fall back on his old habits of correcting Ziva's English grammar. Though this could also be a case of her being high on pain medication. Still, it was amusing and he had missed it.
"Booth? And who exactly is Booth?" Tony did his best to hide the bit of jealousy that crept into his voice in hearing about Ziva having another partner. "And leave it to my favorite Israeli Ninja to kill a serial killer or two while being captured." He smiled though it grew somber.