[His first transmission comes just after the Admiral's announcement, before he's had a change to read his dossier.]
I've heard of a drinking game they play in Fethiye involving a live scorpion. I meant to give it a go, before I came back here. [But being shot off a train puts a damper on things.] What sort of drinking games do you lot have at home? I can't imagine a wider crowd to ask.
[This is Bond doing his impression of a man ignoring the crap out of the last flood. He's so not bothered by it, can't you tell.
BUT MAYBE TWENTY MINUTES LATER, he's back and sounding very sour and probably a bit bothered and can he go back to being unpaired again.]
The woman calling herself Zoe Luther is an inmate named Alice Morgan. [He won't share why he thinks it's gross that she picked that name, you're welcome Alice, but man he does not approve.] It's a shame this lie never pans out.
[Private to Alice]
[So he was going to broach the awkward apology stage of things so that it could never be brought up again, but then the Admiral dumped a file in his lap and he got to reading and wow, Alice. Wow.]
'Zoe Luther?' [Exactly how bugnuts are you, ma'am.] Well done with that. [THIS IS SARCASM.]
[Private to Vesper]
At least your coping mechanisms are predictable. [Translation: how you doing :c]
[Private to Esther]
I'd like to talk to you.