Lando: Greetings, we the Amassadors to Babylon 5 would like to welcome you on your quest. I would like to introduce you to my good friend Ambassador G'Kar of the Narn.
G'Kar: I do not know why we are doing this. It seems like such a waste of time.
Lando: G'Kar, my good good friend G'Kar...
G'Kar: I am not your good friend, do you remember when you and your strangly haired people overan my planet?
Lando: Come now, come now, it could not be all that bad. We were looking out for you?
G'Kar: Looking out for us? Do you realize how many of us died?
Lando: Let us move on now, and send these people on a hunt for glory and power.
G'Kar: I am participating under protest. Only because the Commander asked us.
Lando: First, go to red four and grab a bag that is in the hall.
G'Kar: Red four? You just left stuff laying around in red four? You Centari are insane! Bah!
Lando: When you get the bag, it will have a nice Centari brandy. You should take a few shots, before you begin.
G'Kar: So this was not even part of the quest? Foolishness.
Lando: Then take a few credits and buy some well aged, and well cooked spoo.
G'Kar: Aargh, you eat spoo fresh you fool. Not too fresh, you don' want to look at it.
Lando: Ugg, you are right. Spoo is truly the ugliest creature in the galaxy, they are in vast heards the travel a few feet a year. Discusting creatures, but they taste amazing.
G'Kar: Do you realize they emitting a sound rather like a collective sigh, which has been known to induce unparalleled bouts of depression in spoo ranchers
Lando: Really? Facinating.
G'Kar: Yes, yes, I owned a ranch once.
Lando: Of course, that is why you are so depressing to be around.
G'Kar: Enough, I am leaving.
