[doomey sets the tumbler on DePlancher's desk, and he backs away]
meanwhile, i've examined a couple VCs gifts, and I've decided to Porthole John Stadelman's Movers and raise Jay Tanji's The Grim Life of Mr. Happy. very happy i finally sent one up. it's been a while.
[he steps over to the pilot's chair and plops his ass down. he pours himself a good one, and he taps out a smoke. he swan vestas the tip of the pall mall, and he sucks in some sweet smoke. he takes a sip of amber, and he closes his eyes. a pounding has been resounding through the Floor, a throbbing, and the ejected pez on the cherrywood are jumping around with it. doomey opens his eyes and glares Carolward]