[This is now officially one of his worst nightmares. It's a shame that Hynopompia won't be able to suck this one out of him.]

Jesus. Fine. Let's get this over with. And not a God damn word of this to anyone.

[He takes a deep breath, then starts.]

Squash one, squash two..

[There was a sharp buzzing sound from the speaker.]

INCORRECT. MUSICAL NOTES OUT OF PITCH.

[Ronan's eyes widen first in horror then anger.]

Fuck you! My pitch was fine!

[The response is simple:]

TO UNLOCK THE SECURE COMPARTMENT, PLEASE PROVIDE A MUSICAL TUNE!