[Video opens with his face in full frame, along with a long-suffering sigh.]

Alright. For the record, I'm never agreeing to another damn horror themed event for as long as I live. [Glances up as though thinking.] ...Except the costume contest saw some lovely ladies dressing down...

Okay, scratch that. No horror movies. That includes swamp things, aliens, [Mimics someone much more gruff, smirking.] "goddamn vampires", and especially werewolves. I don't need recruits using the full moon as an excuse to run around naked and howling. It's bad for crowd control. And my heart.

[A pause, staring over his shoulder at the scenery through wide windows of the moon base and stars beyond. He snorts, shakes his head, and resumes talking to the camera.]

Must have fallen asleep at my desk, or else I haven’t even started my day. [Frowns, eyeing something beyond the camera.] And since this is a dream, it had better make with the goddamn alien babes, already; considering the crap I had in the projector last night, I'm surprised those lesbian twins are nowhere to be seen...

[Dead air, the blond man adjusting his aviators and seeming impatient.]

...Forget it. This is bullshit. A distinction, then. [Holds a hand in view, adding a finger for every point.] No horror movies. No porn movies. And absolutely no horror porn movies.

With all the shit I put up with, I at least deserve better dreams than this.