[ vox listens, but once alastor finishes he can’t help but to laugh. ] …you really don’t understand. [ a tsk follows as he shoots a quick bolt of electricity at each of the televisions, their displays swapping channels rapidly and revealing that there is literally something for everybody! ] People want to be stimulated, Alastor, and your radio show can only do so much. [ it relies on them too much, and we all know hell’s population is full of fucken idiots. they need to be spoonfed, and that’s exactly what vox can do. ] Not to mention it’s boring. Television can do everything radio can and more!

[ as he makes a mess of his display Vox scowls, having to hastily contact somebody to swap them out, NOW. ] Funny… [ except not. ]

If you think the other Vees give a shit about you, you’re wrong. Both of them have better things to do than lie in wait for you to come inside. But you and me… I want to talk deals.

I may not appreciate radio like you do, but you don’t appreciate television like I do. In either case there are still folks that just prefer one to the other. If we… worked together, then we’d have the entire market eating out of the palms of our hands.