Breda Do you like her?

Havoc She checks a lot of my boxes. She's a woman, she's got a face, she can go outside. I just wish there was a way I could know for sure that we were meant to be together. Like a sign.

Breda A sign? Like what?

Havoc Oh, you know, the usual. Like if we both got struck by lightning at the same time, or if an eagle landed on her hand and whispered my name.

Breda Yeah, that's how you know it's real.