^^ I'm just glad that all the time, trouble and effort I went to to find the Leviathans, and convince them to fight alongside us, wasn't wasted. Their crucial role in the endgame can't begin to be calculated. Seriously, I don't know where to begin...
shep: Hey Garrus. What are you doing?
Garrus: I'm getting some troubling readings here, shepard, but having difficulty nailing them down. Give me a sec.
Legion: This platform can be of some assistance, Garrus Vakarian.
Garrus: Why I am the only one it addresses by full name?
shep: *shrugs*
Legion: You are turian.
Garrus: So?
Legion: Turians are known to become uptight when encountering impropriety.
Garrus: ***hole.
Legion: Hypothesis confirmed.
shep: You really need to lighten up, Garrus, you know that?
Garrus: I know, I know.... Now, did you want something, flashlight-head?
Legion: Telemetry data indicates the calibration of Normandy's sarcasm detection sensors can be improved by .32 percent.
Garrus: That's all? you can't squeeze .34 percent out of it?
Legion: Negative. That threshold is not possible.
Garrus: You sure?
shep: Betcha twenty credits it is possible.
Legion: Agreed.
Garrus: Take a look now.
Legion: Scanning... Normandy's sarcasm detection sensors have been improved by a margin of .43 percent.
shep: *fist pump*
Legion: How did you accomplish this?
Garrus: it's a little secret we organics like to keep; never bet against commander Shepard.
James *scrubbing toilets with a Cision Pro mk IV* : I did, once.
shep: Once... and I better see my face in that latrine the next time I use it, mister.
James: Uhh... *bursts out laughing*
shep: What's so funny?
Garrus *snicker* That didn't sound right, shepard. Not at all.
shep: Both of you shut up.
Traynor *over the comm* : Has anyone seen my toothbrush?
shep: Everyone scatter!