Cliff 2.0: RODGE! Get over here.
Rodge: What is it Cliff?
C2: Have you seen this?
R: Uhhh, I think so. It's AY's right?
C2: A drinking game of sorts, which makes me think...
R: Want a rematch after I beat ya last time, Leftenant?
C2: Absolutely.
C2: Disaronno, or Canadian Club?
R: You know my preference, besides, if we touch that Disaronno, AY'll have us on loft detail for a month.
Some time later...C2: Ya know, of all the guyssss
here,
you are the most fun to be a
round.
R: Yea?
C2: But, I'm afraid I'm letting my Hank side take control. I'm sup
posed to be Cliff, and lately I haven't done a lot of Cliff
things.
R: All you gotta do is make sure the drink doesn't consume you.
C2: That's rich, comin' from you.
R: I keep telling all of you, I'm a drinker, and a heavy smoker, not the other way around.
R: Hi Shep.
C2: Hi Captain.
Shepard: Cliff you're lucky I found you before MacBeth. You're supposed to be Leftenant soon.
C2:
How soon?
S: When MacBeth gets the paperwork back from AM Command, there's a lot of red tape to go through when it comes to making a Clone an officer, and these little drinking sessions aren't making it easier for him. *sniff* Wha-
S: *sniff sniff* Is that, Amaretto I smell?
R: Yyyyyyuuuuuuuup.
S: Sigh, you guys better get your act together and sleep it off before MacBeth finds you two. I'll figure out some way to get AY a new bottle of Disaronno.
C2: You're the
best, Cap.
S: Sigh, I know.