Nostalgia, I suppose. You look just like I remember you.

[He smiles fondly. It's off-putting, as usual.]

Tell me, were we together in this timeline, too, once? The internet could only tell me so much.

[Archer is waiting, oh so patiently. The lights on this floor are off, and Lance will find him at the end of a long hallway, sitting at some poor stranger's desk.

He smiles in greeting.]

You showed up. I'm glad.

I see, you're one of those.

How relatable.

Now, now. You're an executive too, are you not? That means you must meet them too.

Calling a cheap t-shirt an 'outfit' is an insult to the word. But I won't lie, the sweatpants 𝘢𝘳𝘦 comfortable.