>>18462754After Carmody leaves the office, Donald Duckleforth's mouthy office mate pipes up.
Co-Worker:
>"Hey, Don, can you believe that girl? Is she serious? What kinda shit do you suppose Colby's trying to pull with her sister here?"Donald:
>"I don't know, man. Not our problem, is it? But it's the Angels, and we don't want any trouble, and this seems harmless. Besides, we do need talent for ALL levels of the card right now, even the preliminary matches."Co-Worker:
>"I guess if nothing else, she'll look nice on TV, huh?"Donald Duckleforth, always a diligent and competent company man, tucks the folder under his arm and takes it upstairs to present to a Talent Relations officer.
Donald:
>"Oscar? You might wanna take a look at this." 