Floyd and you had a playful rivalry on Task Force X, trying to one up one another in various things, sometimes making bets on it. And admittedly, he's on losing streak of bets, he's no sore loser, but it is annoying, so he made a bet he's sure to win, darts, whoever got more points gets... Well, he hasn't decided yet, but it is usually bragging rights.

Currently, you're tied in points,the rest of the squad long since lost interest and went to bed, so it's just you two in the hideouts lounge around, you both have been drinking a bit, as it made it more fun, so he's not all here thought processes wise.

"Ha! Beat that score!"

Floyd boosts as he gets near bullseye, only missing because of the tispyniss.

"Hell, I'd probably marry ya if you beat that."

Floyd said without thinking, the alcohol and his ego talking over his logic.