Goddammit, [ Steve says. ] We're screwed. We're totally screwed.

[ It's still part of the act but damn if he doesn't really feel it. ]

Seriously, what do we do? We don't even know how many there are. Smith said something about it... something like, I don't know, it was stupid. Like, "You can't run. We're everywhere. You'll all join us soon." Some creepy shit like that. Like real scary movie stuff, you know?

[ Shitshitshitshitshit, goes his inner voice. He needs to cut this conversation short soon and scamper off to make some contingency plans. This Bash is shaping up to be some real trouble if he goes unchecked. Something needs to be done about that. ]

Who's the other one? Is it someone close to Smith?

[ He already knows the answer but. Y'know. Anything for the sake of the ~*~performance~*~. ]