Today was a bit different.

The team had to take the train as a form of transportation, the passengers staring at you weirdly. And why? Well, obvious reasons;

Scout dancing for no given reason.

Medic requesting random people to come and volunteer for experiments.

Soldier trying to give a lesson about America.

A gleeful elderly lady had taken a liking to your team, deciding to communicate with you and Spy.

“G’day, sweeties, where’s your next stop?”

The old lady smiled.