Equivalent Exchange

Falman: Saturday 0946 hours. With papers waiting for his approval and due by noon, the Colonel decided to take a nap instead.
Breda: 1026 hours. The Colonel attempted to feed Lieutenant Hawkeye’s dog. The dog was not biting.
Fuery: At 1103 hours he started obsessively cleaning the windows, with still no progress on those papers, with the deadline fast approaching.
Havoc: Then at 1147 hours, the Colonel began to furiously sign the papers, all the while cursing that he didn’t have time for this.
Falman: In the afternoon, Mustang left to research a “hot tip”. During that time, he received an envelope from the young woman at the flower shop.
Fuery: The letter appeared to be instructions for a rendezvous, as it contained two tickets for a play.
Breda: That night, Colonel Mustang claimed to be going on an overnight exploratory mission and left, but judging by the look on his face, I’d say he’s got a date.
Havoc: Wait! The girl from the flower shop?! You don’t mean Grace!? Not my Grace! I THOUGHT SHE WAS JUST PLAYING HARD TO GET WITH ME!
Fuery: I’m sorry, but there’s no way she’d pick you over-
Havoc: SHUT UP YOU JERKS! They don’t understand my feelings, I really thought this was love.