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There is a 'me' in team.

Only if you're in charge.

Nuh uh. There's a me, a meat, an at, a mat, a tea, an am, a met, and a tame.

Smartass, huh?

Who, me?

Yup.

You're one of those people I'd be telling to do pushups, I think.

Hey, I'm good at push ups. [Someone might have a freakish amount of upper body strength for her size]

Never said you weren't, ma'am.

Ma'am?

[She looked around for Sophie, then looked to see what she was dressed like.]

I'm not a ma'am.

...Sir?

Nooooooooooope.

Hey, you can't assume!

Miss?

[She gave him a beaming smile]

Just Parker. Parker's good. No miss or ma'am or sir.

Funny, I know a Parker. That's his last name, anyway.

Matthew Callahan, I guess.

That's a mouthful. You should just shorten it to 'Matt'.

Who's this other Parker...?

People do call me that.

Peter.

...

Does he pick a peck of pickled peppers? [Completely straight face]

Nope. [He is equally so.]

And someone actually named their son 'Peter Parker'? Parents need to get a license or something.

They're dead, I think.

Yeah, that happens.

Are yours?

Yeah. From what I've seen, most of the people I like either have dead parents or crappy ones, so... I think I got the better draw.

How'd they die?

They may or may not have been blown up.

You don't recall?

I recall almost everything. Hey, what happened to your eye?

Hm.

Oh, it exploded when I was a teenager. This one's fake.

...

Does it come out?

Uh, I guess it could, but it's not really designed to, no.

Our old security guy had a marble in his socket. He used to take it out all the time.

That is so cool.

I wonder if he hid stuff in there.

Thank you!

Probably. He used to make out with a severed mannequin head, so... odd guy, even by my standards.

I hope he washed it. Otherwise... eww.

I highly doubt it.

Ewwwwwwwww.

He was one of the most disturbed people I've met.

Funny. That's what people say about me, but it's not true.

Oh, hell no. You seem sane!