Remember: everything Doomfist says is made up.

Walking the halls of Talon, Doomfist observes as his team runs their daily exercises and tasks, varying from intensive training, running experiments in the lab, and hacking into various sites on their computers. Some go out on missions when necessary, be it to gather intel or to take out someone who knows more than what they're supposed to. Someone stands in the hallway, however, not seeming to do anything useful at all. Doomfist approaches them. "And what is it we are waiting for, standing around like this?" he asks, more curious than anything. "Are we waiting for Christmas?"