Back at the base, Gary had arrived and quickly got to work on yet another matter of importance.
He was currently back in the bedroom where Don and Elle had made love together not long ago. However, something was very much different.
Elle, who had been left sleeping comfortably, was now strapped to the bed with her hands and legs chained to the edges. Gary, now wearing visible padding on his legs, hands, chest, and even a helmet, stood a few feet away from the bed by the window with a cup of tea in hand and a tray of assorted goods on the counter nearby.
Despite the absurdity of this scene, Gary's face looked as calm as usual. He casually took a sip of his tea, but as he lowered his head to take another sip, he found Elle awake and looking his way.
Her hair currently covered most of her face, and she looked a bit disheveled as she asked in a soft tone, "Gary? Gary, is that you?"
