[Rex stares at Tex as though he were some kind of ghost.]

Well, yeah? But... How do you know that? Wait... This place has a pre-set backstory?! HUH?!

[He would really appreciate it if the whole kinky clone sex while cheating on his ex-girlfriend thing didn't make it into this fake mystery-nerd backstory.]

I don't... Okay, when it comes to security? I'm no cop, but I'm pretty sure that everything about this place is topsy-turvy. Dicks for butts! Butts for dicks.

[The paperwork lands in his hands, and while Rex doesn't outright reject or drop it, his acceptance of it is rather limp.]

Shit, fuck! Am I supposed to flirt with you? Is that the point of this car? Are these...

[He flicks his own """health""" bar with an index finger.]

Stamina bars? No. No! That can't be right. Superpowers, hello! I last practically forever. My recovery time's like, two... Three minutes tops? Yo.

[As if this wasn't already enough of a nightmare, Rex has the audacity to ask-]

Fukawa? Isn't your whole thing, like, bein' stepped on?