To be honest, I really miss the way my voice used to sound. Sometimes, I barely notice it, but others... well, let's just say that it hasn't exactly done wonders with the ladies.

[ And by "ladies", he really means Sheila (not that he has any desire to get back together with her). At the joke, he's thrown a little off balance, mainly because of the echo he just got (and he was really looking forward at putting in a valiant defence of his eyebrows). ]

Hey, you wanna know something crazier I think that joke just gave me an echo-pulse. It was a really bad joke about turians... [ oh god... can he say it? ] You know... the type of alien that I think other-me was.

[ What was it that guy in that memory said? ]

How do you know a turian's out of ammo? He switches to the stick up his ass, as a back-up weapon.

[ As if he needed more evidence that his "other self" was a giant dinosaur bird cricket thing. ]

Maybe that guy was a secret turian too.

[ There we go. Lighten the mood. ]