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[[Nick is standing in front of his invention, unshaven and with hair unkempt from staying up all night.]]
Nick: Grr... My newest invention is nearly complete, but this apartment can't supply enough power to operate it.

[[Nick thinks, curling a finger across his lips and Fred is sitting on a table behind him.]]
Nick: But where can I find the 1.21 Gigawatts I need?
Fred: I thought "giga" was pronounced with a hard "G" sound, not a soft "J".

[[Nick looks at Fred.]]
Nick: Well, in this case, it's tradition.
Fred: Great. Now since your new toy doesn't work, can we FINALLY go to work? We're four hours late.

[[Nick is hit with an idea.]]
Nick: Work? Eureka! Fred, you're a genius!
Fred: Of course I am, but I fail to see why you're only just now noticing.