"We're fine! No scratches or anythin', 'sides, it was pretty fun if I say so myself!"

Scout continued to drive, snickering for a few moments before finally looking back toward Sniper.

"We should be there soon, I think. I hope I remember the directions right," he stated, glancing at the road, trying to recall if the street signs he passed were the correct ones or not.

"But hey, if I'm wrong, then at least we're havin' a fun little roadtrip."

Scout turned his head toward Sniper again, this time finally noticing a little bit of blue on his sleeves.

"Uh, dude. Didja get stuck wearin' weird shit from your assigned house's closet or somethin'? I see some blue; blue sucks."