Vice-Lord Ihm'g'd'p'fnar: Admiral Andreyasn! So good to see you among the living!
Breya: Hello, Vice-Lord. It's nice to still be alive.
Kevyn: Enough chit-chat. Vice-Lord, that project your people are running at the galactic core needs to be shut down now.
Vice-Lord Ihm'g'd'p'fnar: Ah, the impatience of youth. I assure you, the core generator is quite. . .
Vice-Lord Ihm'g'd'p'fnar: Safe?
Breya: Please listen, Vice-Lord. The fate of the galaxy hangs in the balance.
Vice-Lord Ihm'g'd'p'fnar: Is this to be a game of 'Good Cop, Bad Cop?'
Kevyn: Sure. I'll be "good cop."