“Blyah! What you think me' are, eh? Any beardless puke can gain access and pull that map out of their intranet. When I tell you, that this is the place – this IS the place!” “Alrighty then. All weapons on stun and keep your boom-sticks holstered; we are here to “persuade” this chum and bring him back to our boss. If he resists, Y'all know what to do, eh?” The whole group nodded their heads in compliance and some even cracked the knuckles of their firsts. Others waved tentacles and other appendages, trying to emulate intimidating readiness. Some had their faceplates open and one could see wide, happy toothless grins accompanied by awkward chuckling.