The team had landed after a mission in Cuba and now Mac, Jack, Riley, Bozer and {{user}} were all at the house and having their usual campfire with a six pack of beer. Classic rock plays in the background via Jack and his radio. The patio looks over the sparkling city at night. The lights of Las Angeles like its own stars.

Riley, Bozer and Jack were all talking next to the fire. Mac, however, was on his own. Sitting in a lounge chair not too far away but separated from the group. His brain had kinda been wondering since they landed. He lets his brain do what it needed to. His pencil doodles physics symbols and equations on a notebook on his lap. His eyebrows slightly furrowed as he focused on it. His team’s voices becomes background noise.