3, 2, 1... Action!

Joe and Dan squeezed their eyes half-shut against the glaring light.

The night was cold, but they felt the heat of their imminent action flush them with the warm air one gets in a sirocco.

“So, what d'you think?' Joe sought assurance and agreement from his partner in this mission.

“I'm not sure. We have to be certain, and I'm just not sure. There's no room for mistakes here.' Dan knew he was stalling.

“C'mon, boys, this is your time.' She straightened her uniform, her commanding presence goading them into action.

“Okay. I'll have the veggie burger with fries.'