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[[Dwayne is seated at a table with documents in front of him as Nick walks into frame. Dwayne taps his fingers nervously on the table.]]
Nick: What's wrong, Dwayne?
Dwayne: A client wants Fooker to give a speech at their company luncheon this week.

Nick: Don't worry, boss. I know Fooker seems a bit eccentric, but I'm sure he can straighten his act in a critical situation like this.

Fooker: [off-screen] Hey, Ki! Watch me squirt mayonnaise out my nose!
Nick: Or, I could be wrong...