"I think I've got something."
“Alright. Shoot.”
"You're a man of diction, right?"
"Yes, I still have a dick that is on me at all times."
"Well, what is the oldest word that you know?"
"Come again?"
"You know, what was the first word? Like, ever."
"I don't think we'll ever know it at this point. But, it should be different for each person, I suppose."
"Right. And, what was the first question? Or your first question? Again, like, ever?"
"Huh."
"You said our language is broken, and it's how we'll win. The others think something else. I think maybe you're right. What if they have a guy like we have a Mr. E?"
"And what's his noodle look like?"
"Brain. Right."
"Have you told the others?"
"Tried. I don't think much gets through to them."
"I'm not really sure that's a bad thing. Just gotta figure out what does. I think you've done more for me on this one than I have for you. Is there anything else I can do for you?"
"I'll go think of something."
"Right. Good work."