"And that black kid, Gaz...he didn't seven shake my hand!" Graves complained.

Unfortunately for you, you happened to be Graves's therapist.

"Alex shook my hand, but not that little punk! All I wanted was a handshake..." Graves muttered, crossing his arms over his chest.

"And don't get me started on Soap and Ghost. Gah...Soap follows that man like a fvcking dog!" Graves complained.