A/N: I don't know what restaurant they are in, I just kinda made one up I guess, or something. So if you ask, I really won't have an answer. But enjoy other wise!

"Aloha. What would you like to order today?" Their server, a young girl, smiled at Face. He smiled back, barely glancing down at the menu. "Well yes I would. I think I'll take the Huli-Huli Chicken...with a Banana Mango Smoothie, please."

She wrote it down, glancing back at Face through her dark eyelashes, and turning a little unwillingly to Murdock across from Face.

"Instead of the Mahi-Mahi, could I just get the one Mahi, 'cause I'm not very hungry?" Murdock half-smiled, wondering if she got his joke. Much to Face's shock, she must have. "Oh! I saw that movie! Funny, that one." Murdock seemed pleased with her response. "It was...okay I'll have what he's having. With a pepsi."

She copied the items down and left, taking the menus with her. Face shot Murdock a glare and ran his finger along the smooth table top. "Seriously? Murdock, you never cease to amaze me."

Murdock took that to his pride, grinning smugly. "As I myself, Face." He thought for a moment. "Did you call Hannibal back?"

The waiter was standing before them, handing down their smoothies before whisking off. Face took a sip of his, shaking his head.

Murdock let out a low whistle. "He's gonna kill both of us. Forget B.A.'s rage, Hannibal scares me more, you know."

"We'll just have to come here and get us himself." Face said sharply, setting his dirnk down. Murdock smirked at the idea, Hannibal dragging them off the island. Both men were somewhat confused where their sudden rebellious additude had sprung up from, as if they just opened it's doors.

This was as close to being free Face felt, and he wanted to make the most of it. Even if it meant infuriating his CO, he would risk it. Their server was returning with the food, two identical plates of Huli-Huli Chicken and Murdock dug in as soon as the plate was set in front of him.

Face took in his a little more slowly, thinking of what they should do next. There was plenty to be doing, yet Face knew Murdock would find a way to embarress him somehow. He didn't have to wait long.

"That's good stuff!" Murdock sat up quickly, his arm knocking the smoothie right over and the glass fell to the floor, shattering loudly.

Face sank a little lower in the booth and a server was over almost immedietly, mopping the mess up and sweeping the glass into a dust pan all while Murdock kept throwing out apology after apology.

"It's no problem, happens often. Don't worry, I'll get another one." The man said, assuring Murdock with a friendly smile before leaving with the dust pan and mop. Murdock shrugged, looking at the table and then up to Face, who was slowly putting his fork to his mouth and taking a bite of the chicken.

"It's fine. He even said so." Murdock said quietly.

"Oh I know, no biggie." Face nodded and sat up a little bit, and he saw the server coming back with a new smoothie. Acting quickly, Face reached across the table and grabbed both of Murdock's wrists to keep him form moving. The pilot wiggled his arms a little as the server set the drink down and Face released Murdock, chuckling a little.

"Just being careful." Face slid his drink over and took a long sip, stirring the cold drink with his straw.

Murdock started to reach for his dirnk but froze, lowering his hand and scooting his body forwards so he could take the straw in his mouth and drink without touching the cup.

When Face tilted his head, raising his eyebrows, Murdock winked. "Just being careful." He repeated Face's words.

But he didn't get to carry out that statement too much longer, Murdock announced that he need to take a leak a little too loudly and pushed himself up from the seat, trotting out down the restaurant to the restrooms. Face bent over his plate again, not missing the female scream from behind. There was the sound of running feet and a bit of a fuss over something clearly gone wrong in the women's restroom and soon after, a server appeared with Murdock in tow.

He released him, glaring a minute before stalking off into the kitchen. Murdock tried to fight off the smile, but saw Face was already laughing. "What did you do now?"

"Hey, I didn't know that was the women's room!" Murdock held his hands up.

Face snorted, leaning back. "What tipped you off? The fact that there were only toilets?"

"Naw, the woman putting her makeup on. I went over and said, 'Uh, excuse me...are you in the wrong room?' and she shrieked, like I got some kinda of weird disease or something." Murdock chortled. "Another came from the stall and there was a few waiters coming in...that's what tipped me off, Facey."

Face looked up, taking in a deep breath and trying not to laugh any louder. "I cannot believe you, buddy. You really are a wlaking accident sometimes."

"That's what I'm saying!" Murdock nearly shouted, jumping to his feet and throwing his arms out, only to accidently punch a woman server in her face, knocking her backwards. She yelped, landing on a table, right into the Pineapple Cake sitting there.

Murdock winced. "My bad."

But when Face burst into laughter, a male server approached him. "You think this is funny?" He inquired, stepping closer to Face.

"Eh...not quite..." Face shrugged, trying to compose himself.

The bigger man all but ignored him, turning his glare on Murdock. "You did this!"

Murdock tried to protest, but the server already had him by the front of his jacket, lifting him into the air. "

Face jumped forward, trying to save his friend. "Hey, hey! She could have been paying more attention, you know."

"Are you calling my wife stupid?" The server asked, turning his head slightly towards Face, who suddenly looked suprised. "Your...your wife? Oh, hehe, no! Of course not!" Face sputtered, looking quickly to the server with the bloody nose in the cake, watching worriedly.

"I still gotta pee!" Murdock shouted, nobody paying him the slightest attention. When the bigger man started to lower him and go for Face, Murdock brought his Converse sneaker right between the man's legs, hard. He groaned and dropped Murdock, furious.

The pilot leaped up, letting out an excited whoop, and karate chopped the air. "Somebody call the cops!" A server shouted and another rushed for the phone.

The bigger man reached for Face's throat and Face blocked his arm, twisting it behind the man's back and threw him to the side, grabbing Murdock and already rushing for the door.

"STOP!" The boss of the place came out, trying to call attention but the two men weren't stopping.

They ran along the streets, ignoring the staring people, Murdock howling with laughter and Face grinning over at him, glad for some action. For now at least.