Jason: Look, last night by body really wasn't cooperating with me. Mandy: Oh my god. I'd say it cooperated by any reasonable human standard. Jason: You just called me the H word. You did not call me the H word. Mandy: Doesn't have to be a marathon every time. Maybe we're due for a change of locale? Jason: I thought you liked this spot. Mandy: I do. Maybe next time, we go your way. Jason: Yeah, maybe. Tell ya what, instead of a marathon, how about a 10k?
Mandy: You know, it's tragic really. Jason: What's that? Mandy: Even a tier 1 legend can't escape taking work home with him. Jason: Well, I'm not home. Mandy: Okay, um, taking work to his secret Delaware den of inequity, clicking away most of the night. Jason: Well, I'll put the work away, okay? Mandy: I'm just kidding. I totally get it if there's fallout to deal with. Jason: Fallout, what do you mean by that? Mandy: Last op put Bravo in the hospital. I'm sure Command wants a paper trail after a near-disaster like that. Jason: Enemy got lucky with an RPG, all right? Everyone's fine. Mandy: Clearly.