Ziva laughed a bit at his response, keeping herself from making any comments about how she found his reaction somewhat adorable. She was about to open her mouth to answer 'tonight', but that small, very girly, part of her her brain piped up first.

You have nothing to wear that is appropriate. And it had a point. She really didn't have anything that she could wear that wasn't her normal clothes at this point. Nothing cute, or ladylike, or Stop. This can be remedied.

"How about tomorrow? Just for timing purposes." She said, motioning towards her watch. "It is getting late." That, and she really wanted time to pull herself together. "Deal?"