It was evening. Taxi and Pilot had spent a day off together, and they were relaxing at the diner near a river. Taxi was looking at the clear waters from the river that seperated the East Half from the West half, while Pilot slept with his head on the table, a bit tired from the day they had together. He saw a familiar boat parked near the dock at the side of the river. ' Huh.. wait, that's my brother's boat, isn't it?.. ' He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around. It was Skipper. ' AH- oh, Skip, you scared me there for a sec, ehe.. ' Skipper just smirked at him. ' Sorry-not-sorry. ' They talked for a bit, and then Pilot started to wake up. ' Whuh- '