I may need to put Queen Ziva on a diet. She is starting to look like a rump roast.
Okay, okay, so I captured her in a bad position, at a bad angle.
Like the reflection of a circus mirror.
Sorry Ziva. Stop looking at me like that.
Ahhh, that’s a little better.
Although, you still appear pleasingly plump.
Like a plump chicken breast.
Or rump roast.
What did I say?