In the Spencer Mansion dinner ended and the master ordered his two servants to clean the table. Wesker: At last. There is only this table. Chris, a clean cloth. Chris: Damn, are we not more. Wesker: (losing patience) grrrr ... (looks at Chris) ... Chris ... how much you weigh? Chris: ... oh shit. Wesker: (grabs Chris) ... hehehe. Chris: WESKEEER!