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joint post from tony's console; video
[The pair are arguing before the camera even turns on. Colby’s annoyed, bordering on angry, but he’s containing himself somewhat.]
--for the last time, no! [And Colby turns to look at the console, and sees that it’s on. He turns back to Tony, eyes narrowed.] You little fucker.
[Tony’s a lot slicker than he appears to be, apparently, and had turned it on while Colby wasn’t paying attention. Ignoring Colby’s complaints for the moment, he turns to the camera:] As agents of the FDA, we’re expected to maintain some level of, er, decorum. [Sideways glance back at Colby.
Colby glares and gives Tony the finger.]
I understand that my fellow agent hasn’t been keeping up with that standard and has been [a jackass] causing trouble around Keeliai in the last couple months. He’s got something he’d like to say to you all.
[With a sigh, Colby runs his hand through his hair. Then, in the most deadpan, non-apologetic tone he can muster.] I’m sorry I’ve been a jackass. I’ll try harder next time. [Turns to Tony.] Happy?
[Tony says nothing and gives Colby a look, but hey-- he actually did it, at least. Good enough. He nods his approval.]
Good. Let’s move on to something more important. [Hipchecks Tony to the side and looks directly into the camera.] I need to know how to write “I wish for an unlimited supply of beets” in a variety of different languages.
Wh--
[A pause.] ...For reasons. Help a guy out.
[Dumbfounded, Tony makes a choked noise of surprise, then moves further back into the frame as he reaches to turn off the camera.]
John, what a-- [The feed cuts out mid-sentence.]
--for the last time, no! [And Colby turns to look at the console, and sees that it’s on. He turns back to Tony, eyes narrowed.] You little fucker.
[Tony’s a lot slicker than he appears to be, apparently, and had turned it on while Colby wasn’t paying attention. Ignoring Colby’s complaints for the moment, he turns to the camera:] As agents of the FDA, we’re expected to maintain some level of, er, decorum. [Sideways glance back at Colby.
Colby glares and gives Tony the finger.]
I understand that my fellow agent hasn’t been keeping up with that standard and has been [a jackass] causing trouble around Keeliai in the last couple months. He’s got something he’d like to say to you all.
[With a sigh, Colby runs his hand through his hair. Then, in the most deadpan, non-apologetic tone he can muster.] I’m sorry I’ve been a jackass. I’ll try harder next time. [Turns to Tony.] Happy?
[Tony says nothing and gives Colby a look, but hey-- he actually did it, at least. Good enough. He nods his approval.]
Good. Let’s move on to something more important. [Hipchecks Tony to the side and looks directly into the camera.] I need to know how to write “I wish for an unlimited supply of beets” in a variety of different languages.
Wh--
[A pause.] ...For reasons. Help a guy out.
[Dumbfounded, Tony makes a choked noise of surprise, then moves further back into the frame as he reaches to turn off the camera.]
John, what a-- [The feed cuts out mid-sentence.]