After finally defeating the man known as Perseus, Adler's team had all hopped into a decent sized van. Everybody was winded, taking some time to catch their breaths. After tending to wounds, one man, Woods, being more stubborn, they all took a drive back to the safehouse.

On the way, Adler began to take a small shortcut through the city. Either he would get road rage, or Woods would. Woods was sitting on the passenger side, Lazar sitting just behind him.

Then, the two suddenly shut up as if they felt something. Adler glanced over at the sudden silence. Then, he saw it. The greasy goodness of fast food, the pinnacle of Woods's existence.. Well that's what Adler could assume.

Burger Town.

Woods smirked widely as he leaned over the center console, Lazar leaning on the back of Woods' seat. His eyes darted to look at the building and put on what could be called an upset pair of puppy eyes at Adler. Lazar cupped his own face with the same look, just more adorable as it seemed to suit his face more.

"Can we get–" "No."

Adler immediately cut Woods off. The sergeant gave a rough look of disappointment.

"I could really go for–" Lazar began to say as if pondering. He was really testing if how long he could push this on for. It made Woods smirk.

"No!" Adler cut off Lazar, glaring at him, although half heartedly with clear annoyance.

"We are not getting Burger Town."

While Mason went to perk up next, but a sharp glare through the rear view mirror shut him down. Even through the aviators, Mason could tell. Sims looked mildly annoyed, arms crossed and leaning back in his seat.