Agent X: Contact?:

The gutternymph I've been procuring my particular blend of ingested substances from seems to be muttering in specific, induced patterns. She tends to repeat certain phrases which bear a suspicious resemblance to codes used years ago in The Resistance. I believe I can, through subtle and devious introductions of chemicals into her bloodstreams send coded messages back to whoever is giving her the other inebriates she's addicted to, and thus open a 2 way communications channel. So I am re-united with the true noble force in the world and heedlessly leap toward my yawning abyss of fate.