"[b]Yeah, Merry -blam!-ing Christmas to you too Colorado.[/b]" Drake said, inwardly relieved by the Agent's arrival. Colorado, though possibly as a result of his welcome aroma, always had a calming presence for the otherwise chaotic crew, and Drake wasn't exactly willing to stomach much more edgy ultimatums with humbleness. Getting up, he pulled up a chair from an adjacent table, placing it between him and Alpha. Willing to change the pace, he looked the Agent up and down, before asking, "[b]Y'know, I don't remember that Sykes fellow taking our order. Think you could at least get him to bring a menu for this 'very expensive and well-planned reunion'?[/b]" his voice dripping with ill-tempered sarcasm.