Kevyn: Explain yourself, sergeant. What's this 'black op' you want to run with chef ch'vorthq?
Schlock: It's kind of a shopping trip.
Kevyn: The kind whene you leave the store without paying?
Schlock: No, we plan to pay for everything.
Kevyn: The kind where you buy black market contraband?
Schlock: No. Just beer and Ovalqwik.
Kevyn: So you're making a beer run, and you want permission to call it a black op?
Schlock: Um... yeah.
Kevyn: Fine. Permission granted.
Schlock: Can we bring some tanks?