Except they had never had a fight. Not in the sense meant by people paid to fight or die. Pushing and shoving at the schoolyard gate or on the sidewalk outside the soda shop or late at night after a start-of-summer keg party was as far from fighting as two fat guys tossing lame spirals in the park were from the Superbowl.
[Burr] Your Excellency, sir
[Washington] Who are you?
[Washington] As you were...
[Burr] Sir, I was a captain under General Montgomery
Until he caught a bullet in the neck in Quebec, and well, in summary
I think that I could be of some assistance
I admire how you keep firing on the British
From a distance
[Burr] Well —
[Hamilton] Your Excellency? You wanted to see me?
[Washington] Hamilton, come in. Have you met Burr?
[Hamilton] Yes, sir
[Hamilton & Burr] We keep meeting...