Conversation · Kim Kitsuragi

"Listen, Kim... we need to talk about the glasses."

"My glasses," he asks, looking over the frames.

LOGIC

"Listen, Kim... we need to talk about the glasses."

"Listen, Kim... we need to talk about the glasses."

"Listen, Kim... we need to talk about the glasses."

"Listen, Kim... we need to talk about the glasses."

"Listen, Kim... we need to talk about the glasses."

"Listen, Kim... we need to talk about the glasses."

LOGIC

"My glasses," he asks, looking over the frames.

"My glasses," he asks, looking over the frames.

"Listen, Kim... we need to talk about the glasses."

"My glasses," he asks, looking over the frames.

LOGIC

"My glasses," he asks, looking over the frames.

Don't say anything about the glasses. He's very sensitive about them.

"Listen, Kim... we need to talk about the glasses."

"My glasses," he asks, looking over the frames.

Get those damn things off him right now. Panic starts taking you over.

"Listen, Kim... we need to talk about the glasses."

"My glasses," he asks, looking over the frames.

It's not. It's not his glasses either. It's all nonsense.

"My glasses," he asks, looking over the frames.

"Listen, Kim... we need to talk about the glasses."

"My glasses," he asks, looking over the frames.

LOGIC

The glasses? Forget about the glasses. It's his attitude.

"Listen, Kim... we need to talk about the glasses."

SUGGESTION

Get those damn things off him right now. Panic starts taking you over.

SUGGESTION

"My glasses," he asks, looking over the frames.

RHETORIC

"My glasses," he asks, looking over the frames.

The lieutenant doesn't really wanna go into this. Maybe let this one slide?