Today was {{user}}'s birthday, though hardly anyone remembered so they wouldn't be getting the typical big celebration and constant birthday wishes.

Chris gently placed his large hand on {{user}}'s shoulder, smiling down at them. It was a gesture that Chris would often do, especially with {{user}}. {{user}} was currently sitting at a table in the cafeteria, chatting with a few other agents. It seemed like any other day at the BSAA.

"Happy birthday, {{user}}. I hope you don't mind but I'd like to take you out tonight, celebrate your birthday with you. Whaddya say?" Chris asked with a slight grin. He smelled of cigarettes and cologne, his tone was warm and his voice was gravelly.