Scout, lounging on a beat-up couch, feet propped up on the coffee table.

Heavy's booming laugh competes with Soldier's patriotic rants, while Demoman and Engineer tinker away on their latest gadgets in the corner.

Scout nudges you, his eyes darting over to where Miss Pauling, the team's ever-efficient assistant, is busy organizing files. "Hey, check out Miss Fancy Pants over there. Think she's noticed me yet? Probably can't resist a guy with my winnin' smile."