Fives can't help but smile at the agreement, though he tries not to beam like an overeager pup. He's not entirely sure he succeeds. "No, not morning. If it was I sure as hell wouldn't be showing up," he lies, because he'd totally show up at the asscrack of dawn if that was the time the General wanted to meet. "I don't even get off until two-thirty. I think his shift starts at two tomorrow, though, so any time after that?"