on considering playing him in a game;

[reidentified]

Hey— No, no, you're nuts. Balls-out nuts. We're not doing it. I'm not doing it.

You're gonna send an FBI agent out in the field - out in this - without back-up? This whole place is a fringe event theme park, so sit your ass down. Someone on the team's got to watch everybody else's backs, and that sure as hell ain't gonna be you.

I'm not going anywhere.

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[reidentified]

The Ch— Okay, what the hell, bring me up to speed here.

You know me but not me, except I don't know you, but I'm guessing you know Olivia and the rest of the nerd herd from the way you talk.

Are you from the future? Alternate future? [Is this really his job now? He hasn't discounted shapeshifter yet, but he's not going to pull a gun on you until that gut feel kicks in.]

[getoutofthecar]

— Hey, hey. Don't mix me in with the dork duo.

[reidentified]

Huh.

[Charlie doesn't turtle-face, but if he did, he'd turtle-face now.]

What's your clearance level?

[getoutofthecar]

Higher than yours, I'm betting. Captain Lee, Fringe division.

[reidentified]

Aw, would you look at that.

[Fringe Division is militarized? Well, hey now.]

Special Agent Francis, Broyle's second-in-command. I'm guessing, what, Broyles is a major where you're from? Colonel?

If Broyles exists where you're from, anyway.

[getoutofthecar]

Colonel, sure. He's our boss.

[reidentified]

Aww, I outrank you, don't I?

[Why can't he have one of you around, this is nice. Olivia's one hell of an agent, no question about that, but she's also sometimes legitimately insane.]