Suddenly, the sound of the comm link disrupted their pleasant breakfast after getting completely hammered the night before. Matt heard Daemon yelling and just sighed, then proceeded to stuff the rest of the pasta in his mouth. Daemon ran off to go get dressed, and when he came back, Matt had finished his breakfast [i]and[/i] managed to find a bottle of aspirin laying around in a new time record. Typical morning as a H.U.N.T agent, he supposed.

Daemon was fully dressed and Matt smirked, somehow reminding himself about the first day he had worked with Daemon, before running off to the living room. 

“Just because I'm a 'boyscout' doesn't mean I'm going to wimp out.” He began calling out to Daemon from the living room. As quickly as he could, he found his uniform behind the couch and started getting dressed in a flash. Matt leaned against the wall and started pulling his boots on. “I'm ready whenever you're ready.” He looked up at Daemon, now Lucid, thought still adjusting the straps of his shoes.