Avatar: Ah, there you are.
Brady: Lookin' for me, [Avatar]?
Avatar: We haven't had much chance for chat. I thought I'd rectify that.
Brady: Afraid I ain't much of a conversationalist. I'd probably bore ya stiff.
Avatar: I'm sure that's not true.
Brady: Plus, I got no place talkin' to an overachiever like you to begin with. We two just ain't a good fit, see?
Avatar: Well, what sort of person WOULD be a good fit?
Brady: Oh, I dunno. Maybe somebody like that...one fella. The one with the axe. ...Wait a sec, who do I usually talk to? Gotta be SOMEONE, right? Hells bells... Do I not have any friends?
Avatar: Wow, I, uh... I'm sorry I asked?
Brady: Augh, it's embarrassing enough without you pitying me! I guess I don't really have much in the way of buddies... But what I need is a mentor! Someone who knows how a real organization works and does it all by the book. Yessir, it's ironclad hierarchy for me!
Avatar: You want an ironclad hierarchy?
Brady: 'Course! The sort of outfit I wanna be a part of is run by the boys up top. When the saps down below screw up, they get smacked back in line!
Avatar: Sounds like you'd make for a pretty stern boss.
Brady: Eventually, maybe. But I ain't planning to be the big cheese anytime soon. I'm the new kid. I want somebody who's gonna show me what's what. A guy with gravitas, yeah? Manly and tough, but dedicated. Little fire in his belly! The sort of fella what I can admire.
Avatar: Sounds pretty stoic.
Brady: Yeah, exactly! Stoic! Respect for authority mixed with a liberal dose of old-fashioned male bonding! The boss makes his boys into men, and the men defend the boss with their lives!
Avatar: Heh, well I guess the trick is finding the right boss, then.
Brady: I'm hoping to find somebody up for the job right in this here army.
Avatar: I can keep my eye out for likely candidates if you want.
Brady: Naw, forget it! This ain't the sort of thing what you can find lookin' for it. It's fate as much as anything else. I'll see who the stars lead me to.
Avatar: If you're sure...