"Marvin, what are we doing here? We were assigned a mission by the Lords. We should be dealing with it." The tall girl in brown stated in a dissatisfied voice while folding her arms.
The one she referred to as Marvin was the Caucasian fellow in red who seemed relaxed and was even sipping wine leisurely. He waved his hand lazily towards his colleague's question.
"Minerva, you worry too much. How many times a year do we get to leave the base? If we enjoy ourselves during the course of a mission, what's wrong?"
The girl in brown, Minerva, hesitated when she heard that and looked at the others.
"Juan, David, you guys have nothing to say to this?"
Juan, the Latino in red, simply relaxed into his seat while admiring the various beauties around. "Hey, don't try and rely on me to dissuade Marvin. I agree with him fully."
David, the feminine Central-American in green, smiled gently. "Find peace in all things Minny."