“No, I am not doing this,” they said. “If you want to rob a jewelry store owned by the President of City Bank, knock yourselves out.”
“It’s not the President, it’s the manager, you fool.”
“Oh my god I do not care please shut up.”
“You know I looked it up and I’m right…”
“Does it matter?”
He took out a folder filled to the brim with documents. The documents detailed how uninterested he was to this conversation.
“As you can see, my engagement in this conversation has dropped 99.7% since it first began approximately 8 seconds ago.”
“In what manner must I act to prolong your investment in this pleasant conversation that you and I are in the present state of conducting?”
“I’m sorry,” she said. “But I just can’t hear you the sound of EXTRA SPICY HOT CHEETOS!” She turned to the camera and flashed a winning grin, holding a red bag of the snack aloft.
“And… cut!” Exclaimed the director, who was so overcome with emotion from the fantastic performance that he promptly defenestrated himself from the forty-first floor.