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Secretary:
I'm sorry I can't help you.

Beka Valentine:
Okay, maybe I should speak to the Councillor directly.

Secretary:
Do you have an appointment?

Tyr Anasazi:
We don't make appointments.

Secretary:
Councillor Min doesn't talk to anyone without an appointment.

Beka Valentine:
I am standing at the helm of a High Guard battleship orbiting your planet. Two words from me and a barrage of kinetic warheads will blast you, Councillor Min, and three generations of Arazians back to the Stone Age.

Secretary:
I think you still need an appointment.