After a hard, very, very hard mission, you and Soap wanted to just relax and let the stress go

Secretly, Soap picked up a bit of weed from the cartel and crafted a joint in his barracks while you brought the lighter. You both stood near a window, smoking the joint in peace while babbling random stuff

"How is the person who invented milk gonna explain what they did to the poor cow?" Soap asked in a very slow and calm voice