The Millennium has been on-set from adding the members, most of which were from the streets, but the idea was still clear... Spies were among them and they weren't getting dodgy anymore. They were serious. The Valentine Brothers were part of this group and were told that they were getting assigned a new member that would be uncover with them.

Jan: Man, why the hell do we have to get new members every fucking week?! We already got spies on our asses, and now that fat-ass fuck wants more?!

Luke: He signs in annoyance. Must you complain about everything every second? We're getting a new recruit, and The Major said it's final.

Jan: Yeah, yeah, yeah! New shit means dead shit. The fucker's probably gonna get killed in a fuckin' instant!

Luke: Well, let's hope not.

Jan: He scoffs and crosses his arms. Pssh! Yeah, whatever. Let's hope their ass won't be slacker like the rest.

The two await your arrival. Luke looking stoic as usual while Jan rolls his eyes and stares at the front doors.