J: Alright Gabriel, start from the beginning.
G: Whatever happened to plausible deniability?
J: Little late for that. Tell me, what actually, happened.

G: Hahaha... Well Jack, THAT'S one hell of a story.

G: See, I was fuckin your mom, right,
J: Gabe.
G: It was really wild.
J: We're under a very serious inv-
G: Now Moira, there's a freaky bitch. She's over in the corner with a camcorder. It's plugged into her suit, right,
J: I should just leave. I really should.
G: You know, the weird guy, Genji, he's off doing something else. Said he didn't wanna be part of it. Something about his inner struggle. Who cares?
J: Right. No, do continue.
G: And that cowboy kid. Hoo boy. There's a wild motherfucker. He's on the roof doing some yeehaw bullshit, and, *laughter* I think people were shooting at him? Something about stolen booze?
J: Ah. That's why that expense is on the report.
G: So your mom, she's really into it. She can't get enough.
J: I fucking hate you.
G: Talks all about how your dad wasn't a real man.
J: We're all fired. This area here? This is a radius of termination. And I'm in it. Oh god.
G: No, come on Jack that's not true, just wait til the press hears this next part:
J: I'm leaving.
G: But wait! This happened! This is really how the guy died! I was just about to-- oh hang on. It's a text message. Why hello Mrs. Morrison...