Confidental. No comment. Get me on the phone with HQ, and no, I DO NOT CARE IF THEY ARE ON THEIR TEA BREAK!!! THIS IS WAR GODAMMIT, NOT PRE-SCHOOL!
What? They are taking me off the operation? Tell them I'll have their heads on telephone poles by morning, and that will be AFTER I'll win the war MYSELF.

Not only did I win the war (with a little help, but no matter) HQ personally thanked me, and asked me to join them for tea.
I politely declined by dumping all their tea out the window.
No one drinks tea anymore, REAL MEN DRINK GODAMN SCOTCH, OR THEY'RE ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥!