(Location: Detroit. Night Time.)
"Fuck me!" Gideon exclaimed, while looking Mitchell, who just exited the helicopter, before turning around.
"Ok." Mitchell stated, before grabbing Gideon's shoulders and dragging him back into the helicopter.
"Wait? What? No, no, no, no I was just kidding." Gideon replied, scared as the doors closed.
(1 hour later.)
After an hour of hell, Gideon exited the helicopter, only to be confronted by Joker.
"Where the hell were you two? Me and Torres had to do the mission by ourselves." Joker asked, while Torres escorted Dr. Danois to another helicopter.
"DON'T. Ask, questions." Gideon ordered with a yell, which turned into a soft, harsh whisper. He limped past Joker, who was confused by the outburst. He turned too Mitchell, looking for answers.
"What the hell happened?"
"Guy told me to fuck him. So I did." Mitchell informed with a smile, before walking past a shocked and confused Joker.
"Wait? What?" Joker questioned, before running, in order to catch up to Mitchell.
