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One side effect of a seemingly everlasting stakeout is boredom. No matter what, being stuck in the same place long enough will bring anybody to the point where selling one's soul for a slice of distraction becomes more than tempting.
Tony and Ziva reach said point on the fifth night shift in a row.
It starts with banter and ends with sweaty handprints on a blank wall.
And while that alone is so, so wrong, what is worse is witnessing their weakness, hiding in the shadows and storing away the images for later use like Tim does, against better judgement.