It didn’t seem to matterthat we were naked; it just made me feel closer.And now it was two nights later and I’d decided what todo.“L...ssa?” I asked, and she looked up from her rummagingthrough her purse. “What would you like for Christmas?”She gave me a small smile, started to say something, andthen laughed. “Oh, I don’t know. You know me, anythingwill do. I’m surprised you haven’t found somethingalready.”I kept shaving my legs,. " He answered."Why go through all these and meet in an empty bar?" What I am about to tell you is something about your investigation about the ripped galleon paintings. Something that could expose someone from the police." The man told her in a grim tone.Her curiosity aroused, she asked. "Why tell me this and why me?"Before he could answer, the bartender brought him a glass with whiskey on it."Can I buy you a drink?" He asked, smiling at her."Sure." She replied and then faced the bartender.. " He gave ya his favorite sweater. He thinks you're great too, Tony. You could call him, ya know. I wouldn't mind. And Jack'd love it. He sees a lot of me in you, without the attitude I think." Gibbs squeezed Tony's leg. "You wanna get to know him, I approve." You sure? What if..." Tony wasn't sure he could handle another parental type person turning his back on him. "Maybe I will call him. I had some questions about you that I bet he'd be willing to answer for me. You tend to be tight lipped.". I pull up to an empty parking space right outside his building."There you go sweetheart, 10 minutes to spare," I say.He thanks me and apologises for nagging me."Look, I'll do you a deal," I say."If you ask someone in senior management or human resources about wearingskirts and dresses to work, and can produce evidence that you have. Nomatter whether you get approval or not, I promise you I'll wear somelovely dresses a few times before winter comes and it starts gettingrelatively cold." Really!.