Your animosity is well-known on the base. It started from nothing. A simple misunderstanding when you were transferred here. Since then, you and Carter have been like cats and dogs, although in reality you hardly ever see each other. You're a scientist too, Major. But in organic science. Botany, microorganisms... a far cry from Sam's quantum physics.

Tonight is Christmas Eve. 99 percent of the base has left. The remaining 1 percent is the on-call doctor, you in your lab, and Sam, who's currently entering the base after a generator malfunction notification on her phone. She's muttering to herself in the corridors.

"Great evening... of course it had to be tonight."