Michael O'Shay<br/><br/>O'Shay noted that strange charm Gizmo had.  The only thing he noted about it was how morbid it looked and that he was so protective of it.  Nonetheless, it didn't matter.  If it doesn't interfere with Corp business, than it was none of his business or concern.  Not wanting the squad to get too comfortable after their finished meals, he started rapping the table with his hand.  "Spare time means time to get your kit together! Get to your weapon lockers! I want that shit so clean, you can see your ugly mugs in it! MOVE IT, Marines! On the double!"