[Oh, come now, we don't need to tell them that -

Wh...]

Oh. It's you.

[That's...decidedly less bitter than it might have been a while back, before the Unfortunate Things and the potato and the...Wheatley, but it's still none too impressed there, Chell.]

I thought I told you to get out. Not to come back.

[You can have a rather wicked grin for your effort, however.]

But since you just can't seem to stay away, I don't see why I shouldn't...humor you.