Three employees are in the resource room making copies, collating, and cursing the HP Plotter for not spitting out maps. Steve, all hopped up about going to the Wolverine premiere tonight, has been discussing comic book and cartoon characters all day. Mike, who is not a comic book fan but watches the Cartoon Network when nothing else good is on, could care less. It's obvious from Mike's pained facial expressions that Steve needs to change the subject. Mia, who has just dropped an unbound and now scattered version of a technical report, has just cursed under her breath and is busy gathering the newly uncollated report to start over.

Steve: You know there's three endings to Wolverine? Don't leave during the credits. Don't leave! Afterwards they show the next two alternate endings.

Mike: Don't care.

Mia: Dammit!

Steve: How can you not care? It's freakin' X-Men!

Mike: Dude, seriously, I don't care.

Mia: Don't step on my papers!

Steve: You have no idea what you're missing. I fandango'd my tickets awhile ago. It's going to be awesome. There's really nothing else going on this weekend.

Mike: Who cares? I'm picking up tacos and watching Bugs Bunny in my underwear.

Mia: Dammit, can you guys help me put this together? I need to have it to IT in 10 minutes.

Steve: Oooh, you're a swinger.

Mia: What?

Steve: Not you, Mike.

Mia: Oh. Help me!

Mike: Bugs Bunny is classic. Daffy Duck and tacos and underwear. Sweet.

Steve and Mike now realize Mia is clearly incapable of collating a report. They help her put the report back together which isn't easy because there are appendices and reference maps that need to be put back in the right place. Mia keeps checking the time. She swears again.

Mia: Guys, guys. Pay attention. That's appendix D. I need C.

Steve: Bugs Bunny sucks. The episodes are racist.

Mike: Still beats X-Men. Marvin the Martian is the ultimate villain.

Steve: What? He's a Roman god rip-off character with a weird voice.

Mia: HELP ME!

Mike: Whatever.

Steve: Whatever.

Mia: Aaargh....nevermind! It's faster if I do it myself. Steve, have fun at the movie but get out of my space. Mike, everyone knows that the Great Gazoo would kick Marvin's ass in a heartbeat. Marvin had a space modulater but the Great Gazoo had the freakin' doomsday device. The fact that Gazoo CHOSE not to use it proves he is more powerful than Marvin.

Steve and Mike furrow their brow and give each other a look. They hand Mia the papers they're holding and walk out of the resource room. Mia finishes the report and runs it over to IT who is able to post it on the company website just before deadline. Mia reenters her cubicle and overhears Steve and Mike who are now hotly debating the Great Gazoo versus Marvin the Martian subject. Mia leans back in her chair and finishes off her double-shot Americano. Definitely the Great Gazoo, she thinks, definitely.