"Lucky me!" Tony tried to put levity into his voice. "I win a free trip to Bethesda to be pricked like a pin cushion." He could only hope that Gibbs got word to Harry for him since his phone will be quarantined. Once he was certain his hands and wrists were wet, he leaned over and started pouring the water over his head to catch whatever fell into his hair. Hopefully he wouldn’t have to shave it off, he wasn’t due for a cut for another month and he looked horrible buzzed.