Agent Randall Handel. I'm here to have lunch with my lovely wife Rachel.
Oh, I'm sorry, Agent Handel, this facility's currently locked down. Command-level clearance only.
One minute. [turns away, whispering into her comm] Tails, we have a problem here.
They must've tightened security after Shadow's escape.
I got this. [to the front desk agent] You must be new here. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Rachel... Rachel Gonna-Get-You-Fired. Do you know what G.U.N. stands for?
Of course. Guardian Units--
Gettin'. Ultra. Nasty. Do you want me… to get ultra nasty?! Nasty-nasty?!?
No, ma'am.
Okay, then. Then go take those little sad fingers and start tippity type-type-typin'! [the front desk agent starts typing on the computer] Mmm-hmm. That's right, go on.
Sorry for the inconvenience, ma'am.
Mmm-hmm... That's what I thought! [passing through] My God, I love being Rachel!


