"If I couldn't do it, I wouldn't have offered," he spouts, selectively ignoring all the times he's made promises he couldn't keep.

This time, he's just running an errand. There's no way he can mess that up! As long as nobody excites that gun turret anyway. He swallows a sudden wave of uneasiness and pushes himself to his feet.

"So who should I say the message is from?"

What a roundabout way to ask for someone's name.