NARRATOR: En route to the villa...
GARCIA: *holoprojected* Libretti, you're late. Where are you?
MAKO: Sorry, sir. Rough night. Rushing out for an interview.
GARCIA: *holoprojected* You didn't sleep well? Come straight in, let a medic have a look.
MAKO: Over a bad night's sleep? That seems extreme.
GARCIA: *holoprojected* If you're pulling extra hours, we need you healthy.
MAKO: Okay, I guess that's reasonable.
GARCIA: *holoprojected* Then why haven't you turned your car around?
MAKO: Because I have two bosses, and the other guy is bigger than you.