Post-service: Amadeus & Greer & Open
"Oh, like either of those things wouldn't be fun," Greer gave him a look, "Especially the Bond speech. Think of all the puns you could come up with." She shuffled to the side to wait for their drinks, smiling at Amadeus as he spoke about a secret base and owning his private island. He probably could get one of those if he wanted, though she wondered how often he might use it.
She leaned against the counter as they waited, "You'd have to outfit the island to keep it hidden. But that's probably a cake walk for you."