David: Hey, Jason, yeahhhh, I'm gonna need you to get on those JHS reports ... did you see the memo?
Jason: Uh, yeah, I saw it. Thanks, Dave.
David: Good, good. I'll let you get to it, then.
(Jason sighs, and begins to type frantically.)
Alisha: Heyyyyy, Jason, did you see the mem--
Jason: For the love of God, yes. I'm on it.
Alisha: No need to snap, Jason. Sounds like someone has a case of the Fridays.
(Jason mumbles as Alisha walks away. JC and Eric approach.)
JC: I can't believe it. I told those fudgepackers I liked JC's music. Me! I've never despised any form of sensory input as I do those songs.
Jason: Uh, yeah, I saw it. Thanks, Dave.
David: Good, good. I'll let you get to it, then.
(Jason sighs, and begins to type frantically.)
Alisha: Heyyyyy, Jason, did you see the mem--
Jason: For the love of God, yes. I'm on it.
Alisha: No need to snap, Jason. Sounds like someone has a case of the Fridays.
(Jason mumbles as Alisha walks away. JC and Eric approach.)
JC: I can't believe it. I told those fudgepackers I liked JC's music. Me! I've never despised any form of sensory input as I do those songs.
















