(Cue organ music and fade..)
Tom (aka Chopin): Well, I've just about had it.
Tinker: Had it? About what?
Tom: All these humans wanting to run our country. The drama is raising my blood
pressure.
Tinker: Yours? I'm so stressed out, I can't hear myself think.
Tom: Nobody can actually hear themselves think.
Tinker: You have to pick at what I say. Why do you get technical when I'm trying to make a point?
Tom: I can't help it. Here I am, quanderizing about the state of our world and you're saying stupid stuff.
Tinker: Quanderizing? What the hell is that? Let ye who is without sin cast the first stone. Or, have you forgotten?
Tom: Since I AM without sin, you better duck, wise man!
