We meet Ryan & the rest of the Suicide Squad on a plane headed to Afghanistan. And Ryan is trying to make conversation with each member of the Squad.

(Ryan walks over to King Shark)

Ryan: So...why do they call you King Shark?

King Shark: ...

Ryan: Still not talking, huh?

King Shark: ...

Ryan: I'll get ya to talk eventually big guy!

King Shark: ...

Ryan's thoughts: After what happened with Mammoth, I know now not to piss off a monster...or in this case a shark.

(Ryan zooms off to Black Manta)

Ryan: (offers his hand for a handshake)

Black Manta: (just stares at Ryan's hand)

Ryan: Um, okay, rude.

Black Manta: Let's get one thing straight, freak. I'll work with you so I don't get my head blown off but other than that, stay away from me. I have no interest in being your friend.

Ryan: Not even small talk?

Black Manta: No.

Ryan: (sighs) Whatever.

(Ryan zooms off to Killer Frost)

Ryan: Hey-

Killer Frost: I'm gonna stop ya right there kid, not interested.

Ryan: Fair enough.

(Ryan zooms off to Captain Boomerang)

Ryan: Please talk to me Boomerang!

Boomerang: Alright mate, calm down.

Ryan: So how are you feeling about the mission?

Boomerang: To be honest? I could care less about the mission. I'm just happy to be out of Belle Reve for a while.

Ryan: Hmm, I completely understand my friend.

Boomerang: How are you feeling about the mission?

Ryan: Kinda like you. Now granted I want to get this bomb from these Everlasting terrorists and make sure it doesn't hurt anyone. But it's been a while since I could really run. Just feel the wind against me and time just slows down around me, it's one the best feelings to experience and...I'm losing you aren't I?

Boomerang: Yeah, sorry mate.

Ryan: It's okay, at least you talked to me. I'm off to see if anyone else wants to chat. Talk to ya on the ground.

Boomerang: (waves Ryan away)

(Ryan zooms off to Deadshot)

Ryan: Deadshot, my man, how are you feeling?

Deadshot: Distance, don't take this the wrong way but I need you leave me alone for right now.

Ryan: [whimpers]

Deadshot: It's not like that. I'm just trying to get my head in the game, you know?

Ryan: Ah, I understand. Say no more. (zooms off to Powergirl)

Ryan: (puts his arm over Powergirl) Miss me hot stuff?

Powergirl: *small blush* Take your arm off and don't call me hot stuff.

Ryan: (takes his arm off of her) C'mon, you know you like it when I call you hot stuff.

Powergirl: *small blush* I do not!

Ryan: Deny it all you want but I see your blush each time I call you "hot stuff."

Powergirl: *medium blush* If you keep calling me that you won't lose your head due to the bomb in your neck, it'll be because I laser beamed it off! (her eyes begin to glow red)

Ryan: I'd like to see you try hot stuff! I'm too fast for you! (zooms off)

Powergirl: *angry blush* He's so infuriating!

Powergirl's thoughts: Why do I keep blushing when he calls me that?

(Ryan zooms off to Harley)

Harley: I was wondering when you were gonna talk to me...

Ryan: Really? I'm sorry, I hate to keep a girl waiting.

Harley: You didn't keep Powergirl waiting long.

Ryan: Oh, (smirk) is someone jealous?

Harley: Nope...

Ryan: Really?

Harley: It's just that you call her hot stuff and you don't call me anything...(pouting) How come you don't have a cute nickname for me?

Ryan: (tilts her head up by her chin)

(Ryan & Harley are now eye to eye.)

Ryan: It's because you're Harley fucking Quinn! And you don't need a cute nickname to know how I feel about you.

Harley: *blushing uncontrollably*

Deadshot: (looks over at the two) Ugh, what an idiot.

(Rick Flag makes his presence known.)

Flag: Alright, everyone listen up!

(The Squad give Rick Flag their full attention.)

Flag: We're almost there so I'm going to tell you the plan. As you know we're here to get a bomb from a terrorist group known as the Everlasting Revival. Powergirl you're our eyes in the sky.

Powergirl: Got it!

Flag: Deadshot, you're going to perched a couple feet away from the terrorist hideout which you will be sniping any terrorist that happens to walk into your line of sight.

Deadshot: Alright.

Flag: The rest of you are with me where we will be heading straight in the terrorists building to take the bomb.

King Shark: ...

Ryan: Hell yeah!

Harley: Yay!

Black Manta: Whatever.

Boomerang: Hey Slipknot, this is ridiculous ain't it?

Slipknot: It sure is.

Killer Frost: Can't wait.

Flag: We're landing, let's do this!