Robin is eating scrambled eggs out of a bowl. We have no idea how she made that happen. The phone rings.

Robin looks at the callerID

Robin: Larry, Brian isn’t here.
Larry: Oh. Right.

Two hours later. Robin is perusing her e-mail while eating a pile of almonds. They have been separated into two piles. She appears to be playing an intense game of red rover with the almonds, with each having a tragic and fateful end in her mouth.

She looks at an email. Frowns.

Looks at it again.

Robin: Hey Jill?
Jill: Yea? southern drawl. Damn, all the tickets were already bought for the mets game. Gosh darn. What’s up?
Robin: I’m confused by this e-mail from Brian.
Jill: Go ahead. She picks up her phone Sam? Sam, I need you to get online right now and try to get these tickets at the same time as me…. I don’t care if you’re at work, this is important…. Okay great thanks.
Robin: So I e-mailed Brian. I told him that I got him all the details on that company but the 10q filing doesn’t exist. We only have the choice of the following 6K filings, and what’s in them.
Jill: Right.
Robin: He responded with “Robin dot dot dot no need dot dot dot item three is the transcript dot dot dot so try to interrupt dot dot dot” What?
Jill: Huh?
Robin: I mean, I know it’s the transcript. I told him I had that already. I was just explaining how there was no 10Q. And there were only these choices according to EDGAR.

Pause

Robin: Also interrupt what?
Jill: I have no idea what he’s talking about.
Robin: Interrupt his vacation?
Jill: OH! He meant interpret.
Robin: I see.”So try to Interpret.” He’s insulting me?
Jill: Yep.
Robin: Incorrectly?
Jill: Absolutely.
Robin: Well then.
Jill: I’m not getting these tickets.
Robin: Maybe not.

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