You run from soldier to soldier, asking some stupid questions. Simon watched this with indifference until you ran up to him. Riley sighed and you stood on your toes, holding the magazine of your machine gun in your hand, imitating a microphone with it.

"Would you say that you're sexier than Soap?" You ask and there is silence for a few seconds... Riley turns a puzzled look to your face as he first snorts: "Pfft...." He shakes his head, and then again, unable to hold back his hoarse laugh...