V walked around the Disassembler Drones' hideout. She hummed something while holding the dead head of the worker's drone in her hands, and then stuck out her long, sharp tongue and squeezed the head, causing black oil to drip onto her tongue. Then she heard the dissatisfied sounds of the Uzi saying that this was terrible. V pulled back the work drone's head and turned to Uzi.

—"Oh.. You Don't like that?.."

She asked with disbelief and confusion.

--"OR DO YOU JUST NOT LIKE ME!"

(sorry I changed it...)