[Pacing rather impatiently in front of the door to Lab #4 is Filippo Resarci. He seems...a bit twitchy; it's as though he doesn't like being out in the open as he is. He's always hated the layout of the lab in general. Who makes an observation deck in the same area as very important labs?! He'll never understand it. Stupid lab.]
[He's muttering to himself a bit too.] No way is anyone going to believe me. And where the hell is that stupid Marshal?! He's doing this on purpose. Making me sweat it out a little longer...
Conversation fun times with Filippo!
[He's muttering to himself a bit too.] No way is anyone going to believe me. And where the hell is that stupid Marshal?! He's doing this on purpose. Making me sweat it out a little longer...