Mass Effect 32012

Commander Shepard - Male:
What are we having? A Canadian delicacy of some sort?

Kaidan Alenko:
Uh, sure. We have beef, we have bacon, we have beer. The foods of my people. Wish me luck.

Commander Shepard - Male:
If you need luck to cook us dinner, we're screwed.

Kaidan Alenko:
Screwed? You hurt me, Shepard. Relax. It's gonna be great.

Commander Shepard - Male:
Guess we'll find out. So remember how I saved the Citadel? And then - you weren't there - I survived a suicide mission? All these close calls I've had, only to be taken out by dinner.

[Kaiden glares at Shepard]

Commander Shepard - Male:
Can it be at least quick and painless?