"How goes the mission in America, Snake?"
"Fine. Although, who's behind the nightlife in this area?"
"Crime syndicates within the last decade are becoming more abrasive. With no more Overwatch to keep them in check, there's only so much local law enforcements can handle. Everyone's stealing any military-grade equipment they can, reclaiming the territory that was left behind by the infamous Deadlock Gang."
"So what's up with the neon tattoos? Are they supposed to be thugs or fireflies?"
"That's the signature of Los Muertos. They consider themselves vigilantes, revolutionaries, since Central America's destabilized governments during the Omnic Crisis. But that doesn't stop their members from covering themselves in phosphorescent paint and sacking anyone that looks at them the wrong way."
"Maybe they're just weird cultists."
"But Snake, why are they here? Los Muertos operate in Central America, and you're supposed to be in the United States midwest."
"...I'm actually in Dorado. I already went through all of route sixty-six, and Otacon received some clues about something here."
" —in the world are you—from the objective?"
"I just said there's— hold on, are you having trouble hearing me?"
"Snake—too dangerous to—You—cautious—"
"Colonel… Colonel? Colonel! You're actually breaking up. Huh, I can't remember the last time the Codec was malfunctioning."
"Nothing's wrong with your silly little Codec. Other than the fact that it's so old fashioned."
"What?!"
"It's been surprisingly hard for me to arrange this, tú serpiente. I would have preferred a meeting face-to-face, but I'll take what I can get."
"Who are you? What could you possibly want from me?
"Relax. I'm no-one really. Just looking to have a pleasant conversation with you."
"Excuse me?"
"Why not! We have so much in common. We both can work outside the system, and we're looking for the same things. So maybe we can find friends in each other?"
"There's already a team of people that I can trust behind me. Why would I let some little girl that I just met in?"
"I should clarify that while you work outside the system, you sure aren't invisible to it. I could go on about Colonel Roy Campbell and Mei Ling and Hal Emmerich and the rest of your team…"
"And by comparison you are?"
"There are certain benefits holding a few cards to myself. Look. I'm not proposing that we 'team up' or anything, just swap a few words every so often, share some gossip."
"No thanks. I'll go without owing someone like you any favors. Doubt that this'll be the last I hear from you anyway."
"See, we're already learning so much about each other! Just think about it."