MVO: 10 o’clock at night. Here I am trying very hard to write a story completely unheard of about cheese, for Maliban Cheese Puff. There’s one in front of me, almost inspiring me. Suddenly from the corner of my eye I see the office rat sitting on the edge of my cubicle.
MUSIC, WESTERN STAND-OFF (playing throughout)
MVO: Staring. Staring intently. A glint in its eye. He looks at me and then at the cheese puff. I wave my hand to shoo him away. He turns to leave but he looks back. Our eyes meet. The look in its eyes saying.
RAT: If I had 5 automatic rifles...
SFX: GUNS LOADING
RAT: ...and a large cannon they would be aimed straight at your head.
SFX: GUNSHOTS
RAT: And stacks of dynamite would be under your chair...
SFX: EXPLOSIONS
RAT: ....and after I blow you to bits, I will dance a jig over your remains as I savour my prize. Ha!
MVO: (GASPS)
SFX: TICKING CLOCK
MVO: Clearly I’ve been in office way too long. I should have just said Maliban Cheese Puff is the only biscuit made with real cheese that’s the truth anyway.