Sombra:Do you? Well, I've got footage of you with a certain sniper when you were supposed to be on a mission. Didn't Overwatch lose that mission...? I hope it wasn't -- oh look, it was marked 'critical importance'.
Tracer:... *hammers rewind*
--Later--
D.Va:I'm taking Sombra down!
Sombra:Ah, Hana Song. Are you livestreaming right now? I wonder what your followers would think of their gaming queen, if they knew she didn't actually know how to play Poké--
D.Va:Uh, uh, my mech's malfunctioning. Stream's going down guys, uhm, whoops. *flies off*
--Later--
Pharah:Target acquired.
Sombra:*sighs* Two words: mommy kink
Pharah:...target lost.
--Later--
Pharah, D.Va, Tracer, and others:Okay Sombra, this time you're not getting away. We've got the perfect agent to take you down!
Lucio:I guess that's my signal.
Sombra:Haha, please, let's see...
Sombra:*checks pocket computer* uhh
Sombra:*starts pulling out folders* hold on, wait
Sombra:*starts emptying her pockets* no wait I got this
Sombra:*finds a small, crumpled note* Ah hah!
Sombra:Lucio, what about that time you, uh, were fifteen minutes late to your shift in the... soup kitchen... because you'd found a sick dog and had to carry it all the way to... are you serious? Are you serious right now, that's it?
