- The Commander: Going to meetings, writing things down. You love that nerd stuff.
- Tygan: 'Writing things down' is nerdy? What do you do?
- The Commander: I just forget stuff like a cool person.
Manda shoved another crate against the storage room door of AWC, adjusting the filtration mask around her face. Rascal wore similar equipment, trying to get in contact with Tygan on an analysis of the strange gas. Manda blushed when she heard sensual moans on the other side of the door, indicating that their former patients were now occupied. "NO GLOVE NO LOVE!" Manda shouted, to which Rascal snickered. "Manda, I think we gave them enough condoms to make latex suits if they really wanted to..."