Wednesday January 31, 2001
Narrator:T-Minus six minutes, and counting. . .
Tagon:Breya, get yourself and all personnel downside ASAP.
Breya:First, explain why you are issuing orders to me, Tagon.
Tagon:I can't, Admiral. As an over-promoted thug, I lack the ability to convincingly explain myself in times of crisis.
Tagon:Two words: "bomb on board."
Breya:Wow. Assonance and alliteration. I'll excuse your inability to count past two.