CS: █████████, ██████████, INFORMATION SPECIALIST

DJ: DOE, JOHN, ??? *

CS: We are seriously in some deep shit, ██████.. How-- How the fuck can I keep proving that this place is in tip top shape, when we're brinking on Cherynobl-level-30-kilometre zone? I don't know how far I can keep this up, it'll be a fucking god's grace to give me an excuse strong enough to bar them off from touring, or-- Hell, even a fucking picture of the place... It'll take a miracle to get this place back in order, it's more cost effective to board this shit up and leave it all down there. We've barely got enough people up here as is.
CS: How do I even begin to start an email like that? Like-- "oh, yes, of course. We're just having a little itty bitty issue, cause the giant fuck-off-godzilla-level skeleton we're drilling holes into is pouring radiation quicker than you can blow up a balloon."
DJ: Calm your tits, ██████. You're rambling
CS: And the bloody people, ██████?
DJ: I'll handle it, O.K? Look, just- just- Bullshit it till you make it. Far as they know, we've got everything down, operations going as usual. We give them that, they get off our cases, we deal with it. Or, well- I deal with it.
CS: You're being so casual about saying that. Do you seriously mea-
DJ: Calm down, ██████.
AUDIBLE PAUSE PRESUMABLY INTERACTING WITH ████████ PHYSICALLY
DJ: We can't fix it. Look, there's--
DJ: We bit off more than we could chew. That's not something anybody needs to hear about
CS: God
CS: I'm sorry, ██████, I--
CS: I'll write the email
DJ: Good
DJ: That's good, ██████
DJ: No one needs to hear about the conversation we just had, O.K?
CS: Wh-- Not even-
DJ: I said no one, ██████. I meant no one. You hear me?
PAUSE; 10s
CS: OK.
CS: No one at all
DJ: Now you're getting it.
DJ: Go write that email

FOOTNOTES
* JOHN DOE NOT CURRENTLY IDENTIFIED. NAME OBSCURED PER REQUEST.