Jake: All right, here are my options: A, I keep pestering Romero to tell me where the drugs are, he realizes I'm a snitch, then he castrates me and kicks me to death.
Caleb: That's not great. What's option B?
Jake: I back off Romero, never find out where the drugs are, the warden tells everyone I'm a snitch, and then Romero castrates me and kicks me to death.
Caleb: Mm, both options sound A little castrate-y?
Jake: Yeah, that's what I keep bumping up against too.