"I mean it, Chuck. You can call anytime," Ellie told him. "For nagging, for advice, for whatever."

Just then, there was a slow knocking on the door, indicating the food had arrived. Once she paid for it, Ellie set it down on her desk, preparing some plates.

"This is another Bartowski tradition that won't ever change," she said, handing him a container of sizzling shrimp.