They left the crime scene just after sunrise and stopped to grab breakfast and coffee before they made their way to the base where the trainees were waiting. Gibbs, eating himself, drove slow enough that they could comfortably eat in the car on the way. Tony didn’t mind Gibbs’ driving. He was used to fast speeds and last minute turns. One couldn’t watch Harry on a broom, or fly with him, and not be comfortable with speed and quick turns. Harry was still a natural in the air. Gravity didn’t seem to exist when Harry was on a broom.