"You're worried about what, me in the kitchen? Thanks for the vote of confidence." Omega rolls his eyes. "Don't worry about his birthday. All he wants is a picnic in the park. And shoes. And a jacket. I don't remember if you were supposed to get him the jacket and me the shoes or the other way around."
Omega finds clothes to be terrible birthday presents, but that's what Sigma said he wanted.

"I did that side job, remember? That'Ll help, and the guy gave me a lead on another place that's hiring. Supposed to pay better." Omega shouldn't tell Delta what he's plotting, lest he logic out his end game. But he doesn't want his brother to worry so much. "I won't quit on Ed unless I have something in writing."