Psyche Bobolis

I can't believe you. We've carried you all year on this project, made up for your idiocy, caught your daft mistakes, reminded you of your commitments so you wouldn't let your tasks slip, rewritten your parts when your reports made no bloody sense. Honestly, it would have been so much easier to have done this project without you, and how do you repay all the work we did for you?

You knock over the cages.

I know it shouldn't surprise me you hadn't shut the doors properly, but I just can't imagine being that stupid.

And there you were with Moran's tongue down your throat, making so much noise you didn't even notice you'd tipped the table until they were all over the floor and running out the door. I feel dirty just having seen it.

I swear, if you don't find every last one of those rats, I'll make you sorrier than you can imagine.