“It seemed rather pointless to shoot half of the prisoners, but keep the other half.” He mentioned in an off-hand nature to Plastique when they had gotten back to the base. He shrugged, and changed the subject. “Our secret base is impressive, and this is coming from one familiar with secret bases,” he laughed, marveling at the security as well as the amenities. “Most of the time, i got to spend missions in a hole I wouldn’t even want to shit in. This is like a palace!”

"Yo, we got any eats boss?" Anatoli heard Ambush Bug asking Plastique.

“The real question is, where's the beer?” Anatoli asked no one in particular.

“Hey lady,” Anatoli called out to Blackfire, following the alien on her journeyed to find a fridge. “You got any more? I'm looking to get, er, pissed, now that we're on break.” While Blackfire wasn't his first choice in drinking partners, she did seem to be the most likely to have drinks. 

 “I'm really wanting a beer. Hopefully you didn't drink them [i]all[/i] during our mission.” This part might have been a little passive aggressive. 

“You didn't do bad out there, but drinking [i]during[/i] the job… That's a bit sloppy.” A sly grin came across his face. “We're not on mission now, though. Is your alien biology any competition to my enhanced humanity?” He barked out a laugh. “I know that [i]I[/i] won't be hungover…” He let the challenge linger in the air.