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"Bobby Monday: Hey! Hey, excuse me, messenger guy. That envelope you picked up, I gotta ask for it back."

"Monday: Forrest J. Ackerman, head of Campus Security. The woman who gave you the envelope, she's not authorized to use the school account. It's an internal matter I've been investigating. Not your problem. Can I have the envelope, please?"

"Wilee: Yeah, the thing is, once it goes in the bag, it's gotta stay in the bag unless I hear from a dispatcher."

"Monday: Fine. Call him. I'll talk to him. I got the receipt right here."

"Wilee: Nima gave that to you?"

"Wilee: Nima. You don't know the name of the woman you're investigating?"

"Monday: Yeah. Nima, right. I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you. Your mouth was full."

"Wilee: Thing is, man, company I work for, it's called "Security Courier." The "Security" part means that once people give us their shit, we don't just hand it out to random strangers on the street, so... Listen, I just spent $7 on this delicious urban food log, so if you'd step aside and let me eat, that'd be great."