But you see... talking with him, I realized...

He really is an idiot.

Hmm... Well, all right then. Lucky we only need him for a short while.

By the way, get your tiny ass off my drums, girl.

'Shame, it's comfy. You should try it too sometime.

Don't go there, Salinne. My drums ain't no stool.

Kidding, o big boss.

Tell me more about him. He's not just an idiot, right?

No, you're right.

He's also a sex fiend. He's got a girlfriend, though I doubt they're doing much of anything.

He spent the entire evening just talking about sex, and the size of his junk.

You got me worried there. Did he lay his paws on you?

Otherwise, the "viré tchou' w" kembwa could come in handy again.

Easy, boss. He's just a bad flirt. I got everything under control.

We won't need your kembwa for this mission.