[ Oh, yeah? That what he looks like? Reno spreads his hand in a sweeping gesture. ]

What else am I gonna clock in for? [ The top brass? Nah. He likes (or maybe respects—they're the same to him—Rufus Shinra a hell of a lot better than he liked his dad, but other than the boss and his fellow Turks, the rest of 'em can eat dirt for all he cares.

'specially Heidegger. ]

And why do you give a damn about corporate benefits? This ain't a recruitment office, and we're not hiring.