You’re still as quiet as you were in high school, I see.
You guys won’t believe what I saw today. Okay, so, I was walking down the street, right? And some dude was walkin’ across the road, and an old woman in a punchy buggy hit him, and it was all dramatic and shit, like he rolled and I thought he died for a few seconds, but then, he stood up, and continued walking like nothing happened. I swear, we have aliens among us.
Oh my goodness, is he okay…?
Still better than nothing, I was a personal assistant at one point. We all have to start somewhere, right?
I suppose so…
Extremely— I moved to New York with nothing but ambition and do you see where it got me? What about you, what have you been up to since graduation?
Yeah… I-I, um… I work as a personal assistant…
I co-own a very popular record label in New York City.
Wow… you’ve, um… you’ve done pretty well after high school then, haven’t you…?
What’s wrong is you barging in here as if you own the place. Why don’t we let 911 operators worry about it if something goes ‘wrong’.
I’m sorry, sir…
Don’t be sorry. I’d be having a panic attack as well, because all of this is really bad for my business, y’know.