*That stare makes Marco worried for a second that Cooper’s going to call him out on the reference. It’s not his fault his mom is a sucker for musicals! Luckily he doesn’t seem to catch it.*
Yeah? Never got stationed at one of the desert bases myself, but I’m from Arizona, so I kinda grew up in one. This place is alright, I guess. The food’s pretty bad but then when isn’t it? Beats Army grub anyway.
I was going to say you’re lucky, but I suppose not. I grew up in New York, so I’m sure I would’ve living in a wasteland like that. A few months was more than enough.
-Surprisingly enough, Cooper actually looks vaguely interested at the mention of army food. He shifts his weight slightly.-
You were in the Army? The real Army, I mean. Not… whatever this is considered.
Hey, it's not so bad once you get used to it! It's a dry heat. But hey, I'd probably die if I had to spend a whole winter up north, so i guess we're even.
*Marco looks a little confused that Cooper suddenly seems interested, but then grins. Finally, bonding!*
Oh, yeah! Did a couple of tours in Vietnam, got discharged, started doing this. Uh, contract mercenary work, I think.
