The name's Kale Bauer; Badass extraordinaire, seasoned ladykiller, and all around cool dude. But hey, I'll cut you a deal; You can just call me Kale.
Sarcasm? Really? C'mon man, we just met, you're lucky I don't make you call me 'mister bauer'.
Huh. Y'know, that's a good point. We *did* just meet...
Yeah? We did, what about it??
Well... Why did you do it? break me out of prison, I mean. Like, I don't even know why I was IN there, let alone who runs that prison, or why anyone would waste their time breaking me out...
Huh. You really don't know, then? What, did you hit your head or something? Do you got that memory deficit thing? Amnesia, I think?
N-no! I don't have amnesia! I-I just... Well, the last thing I remember is being with my mom. She was really upset about something, and me follow after her. We went into some room of the house I'd never been in before, with a weird door. She asked me to walk through it, and then... then everything went black. Next thing I know, I'm laying on the floor of that cell.