Dumas chuckled as Chester issued the informal challenge.  Other than interfacing with DEE, he wasn’t the most computer savvy person in the world.  He probably couldn’t hack a pizza delivery site, much less whatever dark and hidden corner of the internet held Chester’s personal records.  But who said he needed to do it himself?  Dumas still had some contacts from his former life, a few of whom had been in military intelligence.<br/><br/>“I bet that you’d be pretty surprised if I managed to do just that,” Dumas teased.  But even as he spoke, he knew that he probably wouldn’t try.  Chester clearly valued his privacy and Dumas didn’t see any reason to intrude on that -- especially not for something as insignificant as a birth date.  There were fights that Dumas felt compelled to win, and others that he was perfectly willing to lose.<br/><br/>“Maybe I’ll just pick some random day to throw you a birthday party.  That way it will be a total surprise, won’t it?”<br/><br/>A soft and wistful sigh escaped Dumas.  “My mom used to bake my favorite cake every year -- chocolate with peanut butter icing.  She’d let us eat it for breakfast.  Then, instead of making us go to school, we’d spend the whole day playing games.”