Back in the studio...

Blue blue blue...

Hm. This interview is going nowhere. How can I end it politely? *light bulb appears* I know! *presses a button, and Carpainter plummets into the pit with sharp objects at the bottom*

Didn't see that one coming.

I miss Macc.

Hey! No whining! Be quiet and hold up the cue cards.

There are no cue cards.

...Then what are you here for?

*shrugs*

Fine. You can go.

Yippee! Calzones! *runs off*

Hey! Can I go too?

Of course not. I need you here.

But why?! I'm just the band leader! You haven't even given me any music to play!

I need someone to torture.

Crap.

Ok, next guest! Here we go...

*POOF*

Yeah, um, that's definitely Mr. Feeny from Boy Meets World.

I know that!

Hello, Mr. Matthews.

I'm not Mr. Matthews.

Oh, just drop him into the pit. We all know it's coming.

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