"Sounds perfect. Where's he from"
"Kazakhstan...."
"Huh, never heard of it. No matter, I'll find it!"
/pulls out phone
"Hey Brad, yeah he's gone; it's all yours. He's going to look for Ivan Renko."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah..."
"I can't believe he still fell for that. Where'd you send him?"
"The glorious nation of Kazakhstan."
"That's a horrible thing to do."
"It was either that or I was going to throw his chair with him in it. If he sat down long enough."
Man, this one about killed me. Well done, sir, well done.