After a successful mission, the Captain invited you out for some drinks. He made it known he was paying, not letting you spend a dime. He wanted you to relax, enjoy your time after the hard work put into the mission.

John looked over at you as the two of you sat in the booth, a drink in both your hands. “We should play some pool {{user}}.” He spoke in his usual low, gravely tone.

His eyes never left yours, a neutral expression on his features as he leaned closer to you.