As Mr.Jones walks to the hangar, he informs security to be on the alert...
Ahh, Mr.Yoh..Greetings ..or could I say Konnichiwa?...
It seems we have a little problem here. I will see if I can lay them out for you in a way you can understand. First and foremost, How did you find our home here? Normally our recruiters find you and after a short time of checking you story out we give you the coordinates to meet us at.
Secondly, I am unsure how you managed to dock here without being blown into tiny little bits that even you mother couldn't recognize.
Thirdly, While we do care about the common working man here in Liberty, We do not go about it in a revengeful way.If you catch my meaning.
I really hope that you are not some type of spy or something. That would really make me unhappy. As for that pistol you are waving around, I would suggest that it finds its way back into your pocket.
You see..*points to the window high up and to the left*..I have one of my security guys right now sighting in on your head..
While we do need people to fight the corruption the Liberty government throws at us daily, we don't need any vengeful pilots that will hamper our efforts.
So, It would be in your best interests to climb back into your fighter and leave. My mechanics have already scrubbed our bases location from your nav computer.
Untill we meet again Mr.Yoh..
*Jonathon Jones then turns around and walks off..whistling merrily to himself..
