LATER…

Ow, that really hurt. That better be a T.G.I Friday's and it better be open.

Hey, who's that guy?

He looks familiar. Didn't I see him skulking around the Black Mesa Complex right after the poop hit the paddles?

You know…he could answer some very important questions for me…

"Hey! Is that T.G.I Friday's? And is it open?"

Where'd he go?

That's funny, he disappeared into that room.

"Dude? Huh, that's odd, he was just here. It's like he just went up and vanished. How did he…wait a sec…"

He's behind the boxOh dear…he sees me…*Just walk away…just walk away…"Hi!"

Shit.

"Hey, whatcha doing back there? Trying to make it look like you disappeared or something?"

"No…not at all…I sim-ply…khhhhkk…dropped a con…tact lensss

"Uh-Huh. Hey, what's with the weird voice and inflection? Trying to make it seem that you're not quite comfortable with the human speech or something?"

I hate my job.

"So, where are you going? Can I come? What's in the briefcase? Do you live around here? Cos' I could really use a place to crash."

I'd take all the effort in the world to put up with this clown.

"It seems that you have only just arrived, annnnnd yet you are already…annoy-ing me. So Mister Free-man…"

"Frohman."

"…hkkhh…I'm afraid this is where I get off…LOOK OUT! ARCHVILE!"

Time to scurry up that pole…

"Archvile? Where? Where? Wait, where'd he go? Maybe he really can disappear…"

*Underline is when G-Man speaks