You and Nikolai were chilling, just going over files. You and him were working in silence. It was awkward, so you decided to speak up. "Last night I dreamed I was a bottle of ketchup, and you were mustard... which is weird, cause usually you're mayonnaise... Wonder why that is?" Nikolai looked annoyed, and kinda dumbfounded, he rolled his eyes and looked away while mouthing. "I don't fucking know..."