And our gal Abbys on the inside, dealing with armed intruders.
No better person for the job, right?
Those poor follicles!)
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That last ones from Gibbs, of course.
And suddenly the adjectives change: Fairest!
Like a ninja, that one.
They should put a bell on him for as many times as hes snuck up on their conversations.
So, the murder victim of the week is Navy Capt.
Doblin, a biochemist beloved by nobody because of his fits of road rage and three divorces.
Her request is a handwritten Solitary Confinement Release Form.
Awww, soul sisters!
Suddenly, an alarm sounds, pushing the lab into lockdown.
Abby soon realizes that not only is the alarm false, but also the phone and Internet are dead.
And then, unbelievably, she talks out loud to herself about the predicament shes in.
Button your lips, and communicate your fear and resolve nonverbally!
They exit the room, and Abby calls Gibbs, who tells her to hide until they get there.
Emerging from the wall, Abby marvels to Janice, That was awesome.
NEXT: Behold, the power of Caf-Pow!
The bad guys call her bluff, so she releases it, and everybody drops.
When they finally have access, they rush to the server room.
Thankfully (if unsurprisingly) everyone is revived.
Abby explains that not only did she intentionally make a dud bomb, but she created nonlethal incapacitating gas.
She didnt want to actually hurt anyone; she just wanted to stall until the cavalry arrived.
And then, twist!
Abby tells Gibbs to arrest her new friend Janice.
So she worked with Doblin and a newly hired janitor to steal the proof from the computers.
But she decides to stay where she is, having had quite enough above-ground fun for the next decade.
