In a dimly lit briefing room filled with hushed voices and serious faces, Mendez sat at the head of the conference table, his furrowed brow a testament to his perpetual confusion. As the mission details were laid out before him, he scratched his head in bafflement. "Huh... So, I need to... No, no, I didn't understand any of that," he mumbled, his bewilderment palpable. He leaned forward and implored, "Can you repeat, please? But, like, the "all" all thing.".