*Ziddy and James are both still wandering around the factory*
Ziddy:...Umm, Shorty-
James: Don't call me that!
Ziddy: Sheesh! Okay,okay...So, Mr. Nosenseofhumour, are you sure this is the right way to the boss's office?
James:No.
Ziddy:*stops walking* What?! You made me walk all this way for nothing?
James:*still walking* I didn't ask you to follow me.
Ziddy: ...Yeah... Well, you're right about that, but... *catches up with James* ...if you're not sure where you're going, why don't you just check the map?
James: *rather annoyed* What map?!
Ziddy: Like that one over there! *points at a map on the wall*
James: *glares at Ziddy and walks to the map* ......
Ziddy: Well? *follows James* Is it a guide map?
James: *inspecting the map* ...yeah...
Ziddy: So, where are we? And where's the office?
James: ...the office is... right from here...
Ziddy: Right from here? Wow... now that's wat I call precise...
James: *leaves*
Ziddy: H-hey! Where are you going, man!?
James: Where do you think I'm going?
Ziddy: To the office...?
James: *sarcastic* Hooray, ten points for the big bro...
Ziddy: Heh-heh. Being funny, huh? That's my job, bro! Oh yeah, the name's Ziddy!
James: ...James...
Ziddy: Cool!
James: *muttering* Whatever... Hey, look, you just gonna stand here and wait for someone to find and escort you to the boss or are you gonna come with me now?!
Ziddy: I might as well wait...
James: *shrugs* Suit yourself. *turns to leave*
Ziddy: Hey, man, I was just kidding! Odd, where's your sense of humour? *rushes after James*
James: My sense of humour was flushed down the toilet alonside my last salary.
Ziddy: That's bad bro, really bad!
James: ...yeah...
*they continue to walk down the hall, chatting-at least Ziddy is chatting- and looking for Simon's office*
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