Dakk, Dakk. Dakk.
Chief: Marine! What in Hell are you bringing onto MY shooting range?
Marine: Chief! This is the assault rifle I was telling you about. Mr. Tivk was kind enough to help me print it in his spare time.
Marine: Mr. Tivk may have gone a bit overboard printing his ear protection.
Chief: With them ears I can understand his concerns ... but the rifle!?
Marine: Chief! We checked her out in the workshop six ways from Throggsday! She’ll fire as well as Fleet approved gear!
Chief: But it’s pink! For GHU’s sake Jenn ...
Marine: Chief, let me show you what she’ll do.
Tivk: THE PROTOTYPERIFLE IS PINK!
Tivk: The PROTOTYPE IS DESIGNATED HIPPOLYTA!
Chief: I bet you wanted a pink assault rifle since your 8th birthday. Go ahead. Tivk and I will clear the range. Clear the range! CLEAR THE RANGE TIVK! Oh fer GHU’s sake! C’mere beanpole!
Tivk: SHALL WE CLEAR THE RANGE?! Oh!
Marine: Chief! Thank you!
Chief: ... gimme that rifle!
Tivk: It helps to yell the 'dakkadakka' when you fire. Ms. Jennifer was telling me ... why do you make the 'shush-shush' noise? Ahh.
Chief: Ask Mr. Tivk to produce five more for further testing Marine.
Marine: Chief! Permission to squee?
Tivk: Squeee! We are doing the squee of victory, correct?
Marine: ... thank you Chief! We’re on it! C’mon Mr. Tivk! We got work to do!
Tivk: WHERE ARE WE GOING?
Marine: We’ll be back Chief. Thank you Chief!
Tivk: Did you tell him the color was due to the resins we had to work with?
Marine: Mr. Tivk at this moment I doubt he’d object if we used a bow for a heat radiator!