“Friend… cash cow…”
“I feel like we’re using the same words…”
“What happens when I tie?”
“Tie goes to the Americans.”
“It’s okay, we’re done masturbating each other.”
“The pants accord is still in effect, right?”
“If I were drunk, you would mediate my words, wouldn’t you?”
“Sir, I mediate your words anyway.”
“Shall we see if we can learn anything from the good dead doctor?”
“Five thousand hooks, and no fish.”
“No, the problem is that we’re trying to bite all the hooks at once…”
“It’s been twenty-four hours, sir. That’s an appropriate time to wait. Go throw some money around, sir.”
“I could use my law skills to file a freedom of information request.”
“It’s the Twenties…”
“I could file a 1920s version of a freedom of information request. It’s called a bribe.”
“She’s the only one I know of that refers to you by YOUR first name, sir.”
“That’s… a fair point.”
“For the first two years in your employ, I wasn’t even sure you had a first name.”
“Of course, some of them are in Old English.”
“That’s not a problem.”
“Oh really?”
“You’re old and you speak English?”
“Do you want to screw all this business and go into loan sharking?”
“I believe we call it ‘skimming’ in the accounting biz.”
“To be fair, it has only been heavily implied that I’m embezzling.”
“There has been no proof.”
“Except for my character sheet.”
“You know what you’re doing is technically illegal in the United States…”
“But that’s never stopped him before.”
“While we’re waiting, is there anything odd about this guard?”
“The odd thing about him is that he’s missing a bullet hole in his head.”
“He said something about removing a file?”
“No, that’s a complete miscommunication.”
“We just want to look at it in another building.”
“‘Sanitized’ is such a strong word…”
“I have psychology skill, but I don’t know that that’s the same as being a psychologist.”
“Shoulda sent me in. I totally would have barber-shop-quarteted this thing.”
“Stop pressing on my hat!”
“It says ‘Press’! It doesn’t say ‘Pull!'”
“Well, he is a paper man.”
“Okay, so half of this is fabricated…”
“This place is nice, but not too fancy.”
“Eh… I like places that are fancy, but not too nice.”
“We’re burning down leads!”
“Are we? Or are we just creating more?”
“We could whip it out and press it against the wall.”
“…The corkboard?”
“Yes, I will probably hand you the Pnecotic Manuscripts, and I’ll study Life as a God.”
“You would, sir.”