#in which I loved their banter in this mission but alone spoiled us rotten and it could’ve went so much further

[losersimonriley]

Marry yourself an oligarch with an island and this too shall be yours.

And here I was holdin’ out hope for some wanker with a lieutenant’s salary.

Married to the job, Johnny.

Technically speaking, I am part of the job.

Got enough pocket change for a ring, have you?

Why do you think I need that officer’s pay, sir?