Cerlie

"Hey, man." the young Lieutenant said when entering the cockpit of the pitch black chopper soaring over the jungle of Vietnam. "Hey, Marty." the pilot greeted back with a smile, watching his friend taking a seat beside him, putting on the headphones. "Want a beer?" Marty asked, holding out one of the two bottles he had brought. "Don't drink and drive." the other returned with a bit of a mischievous expression. "Well, you aren't driving, are you?" Marty just grinned, the two man sharing a chuckle, before the other took the beer held out for him.   "How are the guys doing?" the pilot asked again after a little pause. "Oh, good.

"Soon after the grammy's has ended, Guy Manuel hilariously trying to hold all fives grammy awards, Thomas Bangalter tries to hold his laughter as he watched his shorter half stumbled across the sidewalk. He goes to him and takes 3 of the grammys, Thomas knows Guy is embarrassed by this, but it doesn't matter, they won, they're happy, and this night was perfect.