Major Williams, I'd like to personally thank you for saving my life. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be here now.
And I did indeed say 'Major'. The High Command has decided to offer you the Phoenix's Tears Medal, for saving my ass back there, along with a promotion to the rank of Major. You've proven yourself worthy again and again.
Let the drinks flow, you're paying tonight.
And as a gift from the Task Force Warhammer, to show you that they're still out there kicking ass, here are some treats, straight from Libertine's guncam, offered to you by none other than Fleet Admiral Chiwetel Steele, making big cracks in Hale's cookie jar. Made from Hellfire.