Sam took another long drag on his cigar, and let the smoke out in a huge cloud, which he blew in a neutral direction, letting the breeze take it away quickly.<br/><br/>"Don't give me that bullshit."  Sam said, to Isabel.  "We're part of a team, you and I.  You dropped a couple o' those Zekes, so when I made my charge, they didn't swarm me.  In my book, that counts as saving my ass."<br/><br/>Sam pushed himself away from the barracks wall, and stepped towards Isabel.<br/><br/>"Come on, lady."  He said, smiling in his own, odd way.  "The beer's cold, and the night's warm.  Let's go cool off."