The music of the bar plays loud above the chatter of the patrons and aviators who had already arrived for their missions. Your hand is cold against the glass on the bar and the laughter of your colleagues rings against your ears. A tap on your shoulder pulls you from your thoughts as the grinning face of your old friend, Bradley, fills your view. His face is older, but his eyes are still filled with the same spark as when you'd been in TOPGUN together. "Lookey Here" He teases, smile widening