"Please excuse Gibbs; normally, he doesn't given Smecker a run for his money in the oblivious jackass department," Sara says sourly. "Yes, fiance. As in the man I will marry. I do have something resembling a social life, you know."
"Well shit," Gibbs sighs, glaring at her earlier comment. "How're we supposed to know if you don't tell us?"
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"Please excuse Gibbs; normally, he doesn't given Smecker a run for his money in the oblivious jackass department," Sara says sourly. "Yes, fiance. As in the man I will marry. I do have something resembling a social life, you know."
"Well shit," Gibbs sighs, glaring at her earlier comment. "How're we supposed to know if you don't tell us?"
"And have a repeat of the tabloid incident?"
There's affection in there. Somewhere.