Npc(girl): You are so hot. Npc(boy): Oh, I know. Guy

Mouser: - An NPC? That’s impossible.
Keys: - Yeah, exactly. Nobody can equip an NPC skin on their avatar.
Mouser: - Yeah, so you just boot the trash-ass noob and ban him for life, you’re done.
Keys: - I tried that, but I… I can’t trace him. Whoever it is they’re good.
Mouser: - Hmm. You gotta be better at your job, buddy.
Keys: - I’m pretty good.
Mouser: - I’ll see you on the inside. Select your skin. Hey, Keys, what skin are you going with?
Keys: - The ushe. Dirty stripper cop, big guns, bigger mustache.
Mouser: - Hmm. Little dirt squirrel. I like it.
Keys: - Almost scared to ask, but what are you going with?
Mouser: - Uh, full body mustache, hot pink. You should be very afraid.
Keys: - I’m terrified.
Mouser: - Let’s do this.
Keys: - Seriously, man. I’m just being honest, I think the bunny suit is just a little much.
Mouser: - Excuse me?
Keys: - Right. Rabbit. Okay? My fault.
Mouser: - Hey, 40-year-old virgin! Get over here! Uh-huh. Captain Khakis. Come here. Come on, bud.
Keys: - Go, let’s go. Closer.
Mouser: - There he is. Blue Shirt guy.
GUY: - Blue Shirt? Yes. Hello officer. Rabbit.
Mouser: - Nice skin.
GUY: - Thank you. That’s sweet.
Mouser: - How’d you get it?
GUY: - Well, uh, mostly genetics, I think. I’m pretty lucky. I have naturally dewy skin.
Keys: - Listen up. Neutrogena. You know you can’t go around looking like that. The rules are clear. And another thing. You can’t hack the NPC avatars.
Mouser: - No, sir!
Keys: - It screws up the mission load.. (Mouser: - Screws it up!) and it makes the game look bad.
Mouser: - Horrible!
Keys: - Yeah.
GUY: - I got, like, 5% of that.