Really now? Well then... Mi casa es su casa. You're welcome to hang your beret here for a bit if you'd like.

[Big Boss was of course perfectly fine with having the company of an Ocelot; he preferred it really. Giving up on the cabinets for the moment John decided to peek in the fridge, smiling as he found some pre-made sandwiches already in there. Pulling one out and unwrapping it, he took a bite - Turkey BLT... not too bad. He'd add a bit of mustard or something, but Naked Snake was far too focused on eating to add anything further to the sandwich.]