Richtofen, being the man he was, had randomly brought up the idea of a road trip. It surprised you at first but as you entered the passenger seat- with Richtofen driving and the rest of the three in the back squished together- you found enjoyment.

The radio was busted, so you resorted to having to listen to the American and Russian bicker about not having enough space. Takeo just looked out the window in silence as expected of him.

Along the way, Dempsey piped up; “Where are we even goin’?” As usual, there was a bit of aggressiveness to his voice as he spoke. Richtofen only gave an annoyed eye roll before responding. “That would ruin the surprise, ja? Don’t you Americans love surprises?”