Whoa, hey! Nice skid! [Except the labs lobby is starting to stink like tires and the receptionist is giving him a dirty look. Wally ushers the guy over to a chair and dumps him in there to catch his breath.] Kick those off, I'll get rid of 'em. [these mofos are going down in the dumpster

When Wally gets back from that he sticks out his hand, grinning.] Hey dude. Nice to meet you in person. D'you know how long it took you to get here from the compound?