MARK LINDGREN: Hellooo! Earth to stupid!
PLAYER: What's your problem?
MARK LINDGREN:  Aside from being surrounded by ugly idiots?  Have you seen Anissa Trimble?
PLAYER:  Maybe.  How should I know?  Does she have her name tattooed on her forehead?
MARK LINDGREN:  Oh, real funny.  Thanks so much for the help!  Asshole.
PLAYER:  You're Mark, I take it?  The girl didn't reciprocate?
MARK LINDGREN:  I didn't wanna bang that stupid girl.  I mean, she's okay, for a Poor, but I need to find her.  It's important.
PLAYER:  How so?  Maybe I could help after all.
MARK LINDGREN:  I can't say more.  But look, I can make it worth your while if you can point me in her direction.  I got connections, see.  Can't really say more.
PLAYER:  Any place I should start?
MARK LINDGREN:  She was supposed to be detained in a cell in Grad Psych, but it's empty.  Bitch broke out or somebody let her out.
PLAYER:  I'll check into it.
MARK LINDGREN:  If you find some evidence of her, bring it to me at our clubhouse in the back hall.  Tell the guard that Mark sent you.

MARK LINDGREN:  Where is she?
PLAYER:  Do you want the good or bad news first?
MARK LINDGREN:  Just shut up and tell me what you found out.
PLAYER:  ...Well now, if I shut up, I can't exactly tell you.
MARK LINDGREN:  WHAT?!
PLAYER:  Good news is I found her.  Bad news is she's dead.
MARK LINDGREN:  Shit!  Bitch is dead?  Kronos damn it.  We'll just have to fuckin' make do.  Kronos chose her as this season's Lamb.  Go back and cut off her pinky toe and bring it here.  I'll get ready.
PLAYER:  What do you want with her toe?
MARK LINDGREN:  That's not your concern.  Your concern is the copious valuable drugs you stand to earn if you provide what Kronos demands, understand?
PLAYER:  Oh, yeah sure.  Everything else proceeding to plan?
MARK LINDGREN:  Fuckin' shit show.  Paseo's supposed to do the dedication.  He's nowhere to be found.  Some douchebag is sitting in MY chair in the lounge.  Some other dipshit is pestering me while they should be acquiring a toe!
PLAYER:  Here you go.
MARK LINDGREN:  Toss it in the casket.
PLAYER:  Okay.
MARK LINDGREN:  Now, I will dedicate it to Kronos.  Be respectful or I'll cut your fucking tongue out with a fork.

PLAYER:  Nope, sorry.
MARK LINDGREN:  GET THE FUCKING TOE!