"Which is exactly why I try not to make it angry," he said very seriously. He wasn't entirely sure why she was laughing, but he was used to people laughing around him. At least she wasn't yelling or calling him stupid.
"Oh, yeah. Blue is the best." When she asked about Blue and Red, he looked at her like he wasn't sure if she really didn't know. "Blue vs Red. There can't be a Blue team without a Red team, and the other way around, too. We're really important. That's what some people say. Other people say we're inconsequential. I think it probably depends on how you feel about the Freelancers, but then it gets complicated, and people around here don't seem to know about any of it." He looked around again, hiding a sigh. "I miss everyone."
Caboose was all for feeling good, so he followed her lead. The alcohol burned his throat, and he grimaced, then couched once. "I don't get it," he said, looking at the empty glass as if it held some answer. He looked up again when she introduced herself. "Hi, Miss Steele."