DISCLAIMER: wewe know the deal. I don't own any of the songs either.
Ziva hated this. The last time she'd been undercover, at least she'd been near DC. But New York? It was a beautiful city, but she wanted to be near Tony, the man she loved.
She'd returned to her hotel room, her laptop was on and had been for a while, and her earbuds were in her ears. She'd left her iPod at her apartment, but she'd mysteriously found this one in her bag. No doubt Tony had left it there. She put in her earbuds and pressed play.
Hey there Delilah what's it like in New York City
She smiled at her inayopendelewa song
I'm a...
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