Chell cleared her throat. "Hello!" she said, in a voice that sounded decidedly masculine, and British. "Um, glad to see everyone here, ready to hopefully NOT throw your lives away fighting a goddess, but with these things you just never know, eh? Anyway, I thought it might just be a good idea to barge in there and make our demands, and just hope for the best? Maybe grab a couple of pitchforks? Maybe a mashy spike plate or two would make our point? Something like that? Gotta make a persuasive argument."
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Chell cleared her throat. "Hello!" she said, in a voice that sounded decidedly masculine, and British. "Um, glad to see everyone here, ready to hopefully NOT throw your lives away fighting a goddess, but with these things you just never know, eh? Anyway, I thought it might just be a good idea to barge in there and make our demands, and just hope for the best? Maybe grab a couple of pitchforks? Maybe a mashy spike plate or two would make our point? Something like that? Gotta make a persuasive argument."
Okay, so Wheatley wasn't the best strategist.