Dakota sighed in relief. He can feel his heart pounding like a drum. A part of him was happy that Cavendish was keeping his eyes on the road. He didn't want him to see how nervous he was.

"Hey, could you drive over there?" Dakota pointed to the side of the road.

Cavendish obliged.

"Alright, just drive up here," Dakota continued to point the way, "Great! Stop here."

"Here? Why?" Cavendish questioned.

A speaker turned on which startled Cavendish. "Hello! Welcome to Burger Party, may I take your order?" a voice coming from the speaker asked.

Dakota unbuckled himself and leaned over Cavendish. Which made Cavendish incredibly uncomfortable. He rolled down the window.

"Yeah! Can I have a Dubble Party Burger with extra cheese and a large soda? Hmmm, hey Cav, you want anything?" He turned to look at Cavendish who looked incredibly uncomfortable and giving Dakota a weird look.

"We're supposed to be on a mission right now! This is incredibly unprofessional!" Cavendish complained.

"Shhhhh! Don't talk so loud, we don't want the fast food employee to know that we're time travellers." Dakota used his thumb to point at the microphone.

Cavendish gasped. He knew that Dakota was talking loud enough for the employee to hear him.

"Uhhhh..." a voice came from the speaker.

Dakota spoke up, "Yeah, also, we'll get a large fries and some water. Are you sure you don't want anything Cav? I can share the fries if you want. I'm also gettin' you some water just in case. There are two cup holders for a reason, may as well not let them go to waste."

Cavendish glared angrily at Dakota, "I don't want anything."

"Your loss," Dakota shrugged, "That'll be all."

"A Dubble Party Burger, with a large fries, a large soda, and water?" the employee repeated.

"Yup, don't forget the extra cheese!"

"Drive up to the window to pay and receive your meal."

"Thank you! Alright, Cav, drive up a little," Dakota rolled the window back up and sat back down in his seat.

"Could you stop calling me that?" Cavendish protested as he drove up a bit.

"You're name is a bit of a mouth full."

"It's not my name, it's my last name"

"Than what is your actual name?"

Cavendish did not reply.

"Come on, tell me!" Dakota shook Cavendish's shoulder.

Cavendish got even more annoyed. He hated physical contact, "Stop!"

"What's the big deal? Is it embarrassing?" Dakota got closer and whispered with a grin, "Is it inappropriate?"

Cavendish couldn't take it anymore. Dakota was too close. He pushed him back to his seat, "Cut it out, you ninny!"

Dakota couldn't stop himself from laughing.

Cavendish frowned, "I'm glad you find amusement in my misery."

Dakota was sure that Cavendish didn't mean that to be funny, but that just made him burst out laughing even louder. "Did you seriously... Just called me a ninny? Hahahaha! Do people even use that word anymore?"

As Dakota struggled to catch his breath, an employee knocked on the car window. Frowning, Cavendish pressed a couple of buttons until the window started to go down.

"That'll be eight dollars and twenty-five cents," the employee said.

Cavendish glared at Dakota who was still laughing.

Dakota noticed this and tried to stop laughing, "Okay, okay, hahahaha, I'll pay this time," he reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet while still giggling.

Cavendish expected Dakota to hand him the money and then he'll pass it to the employee, but instead, Dakota leaned over Cavendish again to pay the employee himself. Cavendish tried his best to lean back as much as he can avoiding touching him.

Dakota sat back down and started to cough from laughing too much.

Soon after, the employee handed Cavendish a bag with their food. He tossed it at Dakota in frustration.

"Hahaha- hey! What did the burger do to you?"

Cavendish then grabbed the drinks and put them into the cup holders. "Thank you," Cavendish thanked the employee, rolled the window back up, and drove off.

Dakota was able to breathe again. He opened his bag and took out his burger. It's been a while since he laughed that much.

"That was extremally unprofessional," Cavendish scowled.

Dakota took a bite of his burger, "I know right? They forgot the extra cheese."

"Not that!" Cavendish growled and took a deep breath, "I thought you were some kind of professional."

Dakota swallowed his food, "What gave you that impression?"

"I was told you were a top agent. I should have known it was a fib. It was too good to be true."

They both went silent.

Cavendish felt a bit bad about what he just said so he spoke up again. "My apologies. We barely know each other. I shouldn't doubt your skills."

"Nah, it's fine."

They kept driving. Dakota continued to finish his meal while telling Cavendish where to go. It was a bit dark outside, so Cavendish was grateful that Dakota knew where to go. They parked in a parking lot next to an old building.

"We're here," Dakota announced while finishing the last bit of his soda.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, he's hiding out here," he threw the now empty soda cup to the back seat.

"Okay."

They both stepped out of the car. Dakota stretched a bit but Cavendish rubbed his hands together nervously. Dakota noticed this and tried to reassure him, "Hey, don't sweat it. We'll just be in and out." He opens the back of the car to retrieve some supplies, he passed some stuff like a laser gun and a communicator to Cavendish.

Cavendish nodded.

"We're supposed to pin him down and cuff him. Then we'll drop him off at the police station in this timeline. He's already a wanted criminal. So we'll just push him into the police station and run off. Got it?"

"Yes, I understand."

"Good, let's go."