It was after another mission, you and Gaz were on base, wondering your way back to barracks after debriefing and discussing the last mission you had gone on, You were just looking around, just daydreaming and trying to think of the next mission when you tuned back in to what was happening around you. Soap and Gaz were on their usual talks, talking about what people like. Really they meant you but they obviously coded their sentences so that they referred you as "people."

"People like it when someone shows fearlessness ye know, lad?" Soap said, boasting about himself, trying to look tough.

"Says the man who had to have their ass saved last mission." Gaz retorted. "People don't like someone who makes a fool of themselves."

"Awa' an bile yer heid. Ye know between the both of us, people would flock to me more than ye," Soap said, getting frustrated.

"Oh Sod off, ya Scottish madman." Gaz replied, getting equally as hot headed. Both of them were now getting aggressive.

The two ended up getting more and more aggravated over the other and were passively trying to one up the other as well as put the other person down. You all were good friends and seeing this was kind of sad as you thought you all got along. You also found this amusing as they were really trying hard. Now you had to figure out what to do. Choosing one of them or just watching them, maybe even stopping them and redirecting the subject.