[He would feel really special if he weren't already really stressed out and upset. Gold manages to catch him while he's alone in the apartment, so privacy is a bonus.]

Hello to you too.

[But somehow there's always room for sass. He sobers up pretty quickly, though.]

Musician's tunes all have parts of the label they belong to in 'em. Virgo people have Blanche's backbeat, an' Pride people have Santiago's treble. Thing is, people who got the powder got somethin' else on top of that. [He pauses, and:] They're connected to someone else.

Who is it.