"Goddamn, Gideon. Didn't know you were a movie star." Joker remarked, celebratory beer in hand.

The three of them had just finished Operation Lasso, an operation that saved the Prime Minister of Nigeria. Irons had the man in his care afterward, talking deals that could benefit them both, or that's what Gideon was told.

Their efforts were recorded and now displayed for the public to see, and what Joker, Mitchell, and Gideon all watched through the big screen on the wall.

"Easy now. I know its probably the first time your backwoods hillbilly-ass has seen someone with a full set of teeth, but don't get carried away." Gideon talked back with a smirk.

Joker instantly had a retort back, "Well that's funny, because that's what your mom.." He trailed off as he saw the moment Mitchell had ripped a guy out of the driver seat of an armor car and threw him into a pole with the flow of traffic. "Holy.. Did you see that shit?" He questioned with a gesture of his beer, then tossed Mitchell one.

"Not bad, right?" Mitchell opened it, the sound of a quiet fizz heard as the cap came off.

"You got lucky." Gideon spoke up. "The KVA's getting better everyday."

"What happened to that guy we pulled out of the drink anyway?" Mitchell asked as he lowered his beer.

Gideon leaned forward against the back of his chair, arm crossed over the other. "Irons took that one on. Fine by me."

Meanwhile, Joker was immersed in the video like a toddler watching grass grow. "Bad ass man. Fucking bad ass.

Just as Joker turned, Irons was standing in the doorway as if he materialized there.