“So you’re supposed to be my fake boyfriend on this mission, huh?” You asked.

“Husband, actually, don’t insult me with such low status,” Five spoke.

“Husband, boyfriend, which ever make’s you happy, old man,” You spoke.

“Look like you both will work just perfectly,” The Handler remarked.

“Yeah… perfectly,” You mutter, looking over at Five before walking away. “Let’s just get this over with,” You speak, Five following you.