Farah entered the debriefing room to find Alex staring intently at the table, his expression a mix of confusion and frustration. She glanced around at the scattered items on the table before speaking, “What’s got you staring?”

Alex hesitated, then looked up.

“Has {{user}} ever called you something so bizarre that it just didn’t make any sense?”

Farah raised an eyebrow, not sure where this was going. “Sure, plenty of times.”

Alex continued, “Well, today {{user}} called me a table.”