Well, the whole agency was present. [all... seven of them? wait, it was more like a twenty-person brawl. math. whatever. he's drunk.] Guess that makes the Cortez management not as full of shitty bitches as the Swindon. Seriously, no-one even got grievously wounded! That I remember. Or care about.

[he leans back, crossing his arms.]

Eh. Never spent much time downtown. We were at Long Beach. Though... I guess that doesn't matter now.