Ah, probably for the best. Everyone was always ignoring you and hitting on me. Time for you to get a fair shot at it.

You know me, always like to savor that last shot before popping the heatsink. Wait... that metaphor just went somewhere horrible.

You know what else is bad for business? A broken neck.

A quarantine zone for a plague that kills turians. Why don't we ever go anywhere nice?

Adolescence? Can't we just take him to Omega and buy him a few dances?

Now, believe it or not, this damn gun still needs calibrating.

You know what else is bad for business? A broken neck.

I don't even know what that is - though I've heard everything in the galaxy tastes like it.

Can it wait for a bit? I'm in the middle of some calibrations.

We can disobey suicidal orders? Why wasn't I told?

Nobody would give me a mirror. How bad is it?

It wasn't easy. I really had to work at it.

At least we killed Lieutenant-Bastard Kai Leng, I just hope we get to do the same for his general.

You obviously haven't seen turians swim. It's a lot of flailing and splashing interrupted by occasional bouts of drowning.

Adolescence? Can't we just take him to Omega and buy him a few dances?

Nobody would give me a mirror. How bad is it?

I am Garrus Vakarian and this is now my favourite spot on the Citadel.

I don't even know what that is - though I've heard everything in the galaxy tastes like it.

Can it wait for a bit? I'm in the middle of some calibrations.

You know me, always like to savor that last shot before popping the heatsink. Wait... that metaphor just went somewhere horrible.