Kovacs isn't a juvenile. He's over two hundred years old but right now, he just wants to slap his hands over his ears and scream to block out this music. Every single fucking century had shitty music but that doesn't mean it has to infect this station.

They already have enough fucking problems!

"Not even your own?" Kovacs yells right back because he has to talk about something or he's going to fucking punch a hole through the wall.