"Hey, hey Joe!" The Soldier suddenly called as he ran after his friend. Oddly enough, the big guy held a bunch of official looking papers under one arm, and was waving one of the sheets above his head. "Lookit, I got proof!"
Joe sighed and slumped slightly as he stopped. This again? Fixing a small smile on his face, he turned to face Colt and held out his hands in a helpless gesture, waiting to see the papers.
"You did. Well, now what do you want to do? Keeping in mind, of course, that I am not going to be running around nude under the full moon with you." The fact that he managed to say that with a completely straight face was a relief for him. He didn’t need to upset his friend again. "You get to pick, okay?"
"I j- no. I don't want to see you na- I mean... uh... I- you're good l- uuuh..." Frantic to distract the Spy, Colt stuck out his tongue and poked him in the gut. "I w-uuh- we should watch TV or something, alright?"









