G. Callen: Jenkins bus just got off the freeway. He should be here any minute.
Marty Deeks: You know, I think you might be on to something there.
G. Callen: About Jenkins?
Marty Deeks: Not Jenkins! About Kensi and me. About maybe our thing, maybe our tradition should be we do new things.
G. Callen: Well, you don't have kids, no responsibilities. No reason not to go to Fiji in December.
Marty Deeks: Ooh, the waves are firing this time of year.
G. Callen: It's also, uh, summertime in Argentina right now.
Marty Deeks: Oh, my God. Kensi doing the salsa?
G. Callen: [excitedly] Did you see that?
Marty Deeks: What?
G. Callen: I just saved Christmas!
[Deeks chuckles]
G. Callen: I did!
Marty Deeks: Fair enough, Rick Steves. What about you? You got nothing tying you down.
G. Callen: Ah, I hate airport lines.
Marty Deeks: But you have a car.
G. Callen: I grew up in and out of other peoples houses. I appreciate the chance to stay put in my own.
Marty Deeks: Yeah, but your place doesn't even have a Tiki bar. In fact, your place doesn't even have chairs.
G. Callen: Not true. I have a dining room set.
Marty Deeks: I'll be sure to alert Architectural Digest.
G. Callen: [chuckles]
