[Jake walks into an empty office, Amir is sitting at his desk eating crisps. 'Every Morning' by Sugar Ray is playing throughout the office] Jake: What's going on? Amir: [eating and laughing stupidly] Jake: It's 9:30 where is everbody? Amir: B-b-b-b-b-bomb threat Jake: Oh God, what are you talking about? Amir: [singing] Bomb threat, bomb threat, bomb threat, bomb... bomb threat Jake: Just stop, explain it Amir: Maybe you should check your email, I believe you have something from an anonymous stranger about a bomb in ze build-ong Jake: Okay, I have an email from you, and you signed it anonymous Amir: [mouthful of crisps] Same thing Jake: It's very much not the same thing Amir: Well, now that you're here, you have no choice but to go get frozen yogurts with me Jake: I have lots of choices: one of which is to call Ricky and get you fired Amir: Next Choice Jake: You know actually I think that's pretty much it, what did you expect? Amir: I mean relax, we're here. Nobody else is, we could do anything we want; haven't you ever wanted to work naked? Jake: No, I don't wanna get naked Amir: [cut to Amir naked at his desk] Okay, me neither Jake: [gets up] You know what, I'm gonna go home like everybody else Amir: Jake!