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[Jul. 14th, 2012|05:09 pm] |
First alien that steps into Vegas on my watch is going to regret it. And not because I'm going to get Carver or someone to talk you to death.
Shepard, I want a word. Either of you. |
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[May. 28th, 2012|04:46 pm] |
Carver, you're not getting paid to fucking flirt. Get out of the bar and get back to work. |
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[Apr. 15th, 2012|11:12 am] |
Carver, I don't care how they got in here, but your team has fifteen minutes to get them out.
This is not a casino for ferrets. |
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[Apr. 3rd, 2012|04:36 pm] |
Shepard, you sort out yourselves yet? I get that there's two of you. Don't pull that shit again in my casino either way.
Carver, hire more people. I just bought the Luxor. |
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[Mar. 23rd, 2012|12:30 pm] |
As pleased as I am to find myself a hotel and club owner in this quaint Las Vegas of yours, a hospital-gown wearing lunatic threatening people with an omnitool is bad for business. I don't care whose she is, fucking collect her.
I need to hire better security. |
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[Mar. 15th, 2012|07:45 pm] |
All I can say is this rock had better have a goddamned decent Serrice ice brandy or heads are going to fucking roll. |
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