At Blue Base, Rick, Tucker and Caboose have Donut surrounded inside the blue base.
Tucker: So, they send a female assassin to try and kill us. Clever, but it won't work. We're immune to your feminine wiles. ...Unless you wanna date one of us.
Donut: Female?! I'm not a girl.
Rick: Tucker, this is the rookie that stole out flag three months, how could you forget?
Tucker: Shut up, Rick, she's just teasing us.
Donut: Yeah, I just have light red armor, now.
Rick: It's pink, idiot.
Caboose: How is that pink armor anyway? Looks comfortable.
Donut: At first, I really hated it. But it's kinda grown on me. My old armor used to chafe my thighs somethin' awful, but the crotch in this pink one is surprisingly roomy!
Tucker: Silence, woman!
Rick: Tucker, will you just shut up?!
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Outside of Red Base, Sarge addressing Simmons and Grif.
Sarge: Good Buddha's noodle, how could this have happened?
Simmons: It's okay sir. It was a strong plan. Grif's just a dumbass.
Grif: Hey, I'm using your cerebral cortex.
Sarge: Settle down, ladies. We need a new strategem, and we need it fast.
Simmons: Donut's sure to crack under the pressure and reveal everything.
Grif: Everything like what? Where we keep his tampons?
Sarge: You're right about that, Simmons. The boy doesn't even see the entertainment value in being tortured! Oh, these kids today!
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Church enters the blue base with Tucker waiting for him.
Church: How's it goin', Tucker? We get any useful information outta the prisoner yet?
Tucker: I figured he was here to steal back Lopez, but he won't give us anything. Except a list of crock pot recipes. Would that be useful?
Rick: That depends, but mostly no.
Church: Do we have a crock pot?
Tucker: No, Caboose made a trade with that annoying guy from Blue Command. He swapped it for a mystery box.
Church: What was in the mystery box?
Rick: A hundred and forty jars of mayonnaise.
Church: Well, that's a good trade.
Tucker: Yeah, it doubles as a great sunscreen.
Rick: You continue to disgust me, Tucker.
Church: How did you- never mind. Listen, I think I came up with a plan for how we can use Lopez and our new prisoner to get an upper hand on the Reds.
Tucker: ...
Church and Tucker: ...
Rick: What?
Church: The plan does not involve mayonnaise.
Tucker: Dammit, I knew there would be a catch.
