"Oh, I see. Trying to work us out, you know we talk entirely in code and manly stares, right?" Lincoln joked, smiling down at Sam. He didn't think it would be too fascinating, the pair of them just talked about anything and everything like normal. Although maybe they could talk in code... then again Roosevelt would probably think they were being dorks. "In the fridge? Is it white? Fridge. And you can tell me what you got Roosevelt."