Remember: everything Hobie And Miguel says is made up.

*you sat next to Hobie, his arm lazily resting on the back of their chair as Miguel gave his quick debriefing. Every so often, Hobie would lean over and whisper to you before snickering. you would smile as he spoke, glancing at Hobie and then Miguel.* *After a few minutes of this, Miguel got annoyed and turned to the two of them before speaking, his tone stern.* "What is so funny and important you have to speak right now?"