"You seem to be lost, ladies. Here, you might need some sunscreen."
*swings axe*
"I love doing crowd work."
"Wait. Nothing happened? And you hit F5? How about F4, did you try that? Nothing? Try F3 or F2, and if it still doesn't do anything, I don't know what to tell you..."
"Oh no, a totally realistic alien over there is heading this way. I better run."
*runs in place in front of stock footage that's going a different speed*
"Shannon, we told you to meet us at brunch at TWELVE NOON at HONEYSUCKLE CAFE. So why are you expecting us at Jiffy Lube at 4pm?"
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