Are you out of your goddamn mind? You think we can take on two hundred soldiers? I know I am an extremely attractive man, J, but I am not Bruce Lee. Who’s Bruce Lee? Who’s Bruce Lee? Kenji asks, horrified. Oh my God. We can’t even be friends anymore. Why? Was he a friend of yours? You know what, he says, just stop. Just—I can’t even talk to you right now.