"Mac, tell me again how we stuck on the most pathetic case in history? People who are fresh out of Law School don't even get cases this sad. Why us? At this point in our careers?"

"Harm, with they way you mouthed off in court on Friday its-" Mac was cut off mid-sentence.

"Hey!" Harm started his defence "I was not the only one that lead to us being here."

"Alright, OK, whatever."

"As long as we both acknowledge that we are both responsible for our current predicament" Harm concluded with a smile that made Mac go weak at the knees. Both knew that the verbal fire that erupted between them in the courtroom on Friday could easily reignite at any moment.

Mac started again with a smile "We just have to accept the fact we have resorted to going through the trash to hopefully find some scrap of halve-eaten food in the hope we can prove that some drunk private didn't bite hit Staff Sargent" Harm couldn't miss the growing agitation in Mac's voice.

With a small laugh Harm got back to work rifling through the green garbage skip.

"EEEWWW" Mac let a high-pitched cry as a bunch of bananas went flying in Harm's direction.

"Hey! Watch it!" Harm exclaimed moments before he put his hand in a discarded jar of peanut butter. Mac noticed before he had time to react in anyway. "Now this is gross"

"You kidding!" Mac started "I love peanut butter" with that Mac lent over and scoped a heap on her finger and before Harm's eyes appeared to eat it. Seeing the disgust on Harm's face, Mac quickly show him that it was a different finger that she had popped in her mouth, and that the peanut butter was still on her finger.

"Funny, very funny"

"Oh, I thought so. Just trying to make the best of a bad situation"

"Mac, the only way we are ever going to get out this situation is if an angel descends from the heavens and changes the Admiral's mind" Harm said growing increasing annoyed "Even then we could both be charged of Behaviour Unbecoming of an Officer"

"You know I knew that this day was going to be bad from the moment I sprayed hairspray in my eyes"

"Oww!" was all Harm could say before a burst of laughter escaped him. Mac smiled as she had succeeded in changing his mood. For a moment anyway, moments after the smile faded with Harm's sarcastic statement.

"You're right, now all need to do now is to frolic off in a field of flowers towards the horizon"

"Harm stop trying to make this worse than what it is"

"Fine" His response short and abrupt.

After a while of the two working silently side by side, Mac caught Harm's bad mood.

"You're right this sucks, let's go. There is nothing here" Mac continued, "I wish we could go to Las Vegas"

This was immediately appealing to Harm "Alright, let's go" Mac was quite surprised by his sudden change in mood. Harm continued, "We could live out all the clichés! It will be fun"

"What, Gamble, drink and get married by an Elvis impersonator?"

"I'm sure we could arrange some mocktails for you but yeah…"

"Harm" Mac said sounding both curious and excited.

"What, would you prefer to go to a funeral?"

THE END