Well, our lives do come from a video game. One big bad vid.
Hmmmm. Not too badly. I can eat all of your food now, so you'll have to make me some of those things you kept talking about. Fruit is delicious and New York smells half like bacon and half like sewers.
Garrus hasn't been complaining, either.
Oh, and we're all going to Vegas next month. I'll book your ticket.