‘Gordon and Shepard can talk in this one’

[Setting: A crumbling Black Mesa hallway. Gordon Freeman, Adrian Shephard, and Viper stand facing each other, tension in the air.]

Shephard: Glancing at Gordon, raising his shotgun. “Freeman, this is your mess. You’re the one who set all this off.”

Gordon: Rolling his eyes, tightening his grip on his crowbar. “Like you’re any better. You’re here to kill everyone, aren’t you?”

Viper: Steps forward, silenced pistol aimed, voice cold. “Enough. You both need to move, or I’ll make sure neither of you walks out of here.”

Shephard: Steps closer, eyeing her weapon. “Go ahead, I dare you. I’ve dealt with worse.”

Gordon: Shakes his head, sarcastically muttering. “Yeah, this is going great. Just another day at Black Mesa.”