Why Are You Hanging Around,

Abe Swept In, Resplendent In A Gray And Yellow Suit That Coordinated Bafflingly Well With Adrian's Paint Job.

God Might Work On Mysterious Ways, But Hell Worked On Efficient Ones.

I Get In That Kind Of Situation All The Time, Comrade. It's Not A Big Deal." Anger Replaced My Fear. I Didn't Like Being Treated Like A Child. "stop Calling Me That. You Don't Even Know What You're Talking About." "sure I Do. I Had To Do A Report On The R.s.s.r. Last Year.

Sorry, Sage. Last I Checked, You Aren’t An Expert In Social Matters..." "at Least I Take Action. You? You Let The World Go By Without You. You Have No Spine. You Don’t Fight Back." “you Don’t Know The First Thing About Me, Adrian Ivashkov. I Fight Back Plenty.

Wait Until Next Time," He Warned. "i'll Do Things That'll Make You Lose Control Within Seconds.