"Thanks, Boss." He called out as Gibbs sped walked towards the elevator. If he happened to have shot a status charm at Gibbs to monitor him as he left, no one had to know. He didn’t care if he was being paranoid, but someone left a bomb at that crime scene and Tony wasn’t going to risk anything happening to Gibbs. He ignored the other two as he started unwrapping the sandwich. Turkey, avocado, bacon, black olives, tomatoes, provolone, and lettuce. On freshly made bread too. Harry must have baked when he got back home.