Gabriel looks up defensively, "Wha- what did I do? Can't jelp it with you tempting me all the time," he wiggles his eyebrows, joking again. "At least I do my job," he said crossly, "Admit it, I'm a good vice-chair."
Melly was rewiring some circuits. "Take over." Chase: "Ilsa we both knows he gets too easily distracted by gorgeous women."
Gabriel stuck out his tongue at Ilsa. "Always so strict. Besides, most of the women I bring home aren't from either teams, and yes, I do get my job done, but there's nothing to do at the moment,"
Ilsa chuckles before walking slowly over to Gabriel exaggerating each step. "Are so sure about that?" She asks.
Heine: "shut up and get back to work maggots." He ordered eyes closed. Drake: "it's unique but weird."