NCIS, Season 4

Abby:
I hereby accept your challenge. We will meet on the field at dawn. Weapons: Caffeine fueled intellect versus cold silicon based intelligence. Until then I bid you a good day sir. (turn around to see Ziva and McGee behind her who are trying not to laugh) Hi.

Ziva:
Hi. You talk to your mass spectrometer?

Abby:
Yeah, sometimes. Why?

McGee:
You challenged it to a duel.

Abby:
Well it spit out a chemical composition that I'm not familiar with. There has to be some sense of decorum around here. I'm running it through the computer now.

McGee:
Well, Gibbs is more interested in this. (holds up a pink, laminated card) Did you find anything yet?

Abby:
When, McGee. If you haven't noticed, I'm the only one here. Which may be why I started talking to my machines in the first place.

McGee:
Well, Abbs, I've got to tell him something.

Abby:
Tell him you love him, McGee. It works for me.

Gibbs:
(walks in with a Caf-Pow) Not all the time.