Fuck, now what? It seems Delta doesn't realize who Wash is, which makes sense, he's only met the native Wash a couple of times, not enough to learn his face properly, let alone when it's different like other Wash. And he seems to like him.

Why does he keep ending up in difficult situations like this?

'Sounds like an interesting guy,' he says, helping look through the cereals. 'And clearly you had some good talks with him. If he used to be UNSC, he might well either not know or have forgotten some of the things about civilian life, including clothes sizes. I'm not surprised he was grateful.'