Oswald scooted down another corridor looking at all the ‘funny people’ and giggling. "Ohhh the Token Black Guy," he grinned, pressing his nose up against a glass door.
          The glass door disappeared and Oswald lost his balance and fell to the floor. The Token Black Dude gave Oswald a big grin and then began a rather startling rendition of the entire works of Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber, all with a lilt towards working in a retirement home. Oswald let out a piercing scream, got hurriedly to his feet (leaving the scooter behind) and sprinted down the corridor. He could hear the Token Black Guy launch into Jesus Christ Superstar…what an old git you are…as he rounded the corner.
          What Oswald saw next made him giggle like an 8-year-old who’d just found his Dad’s collection of Playboys. Gliding towards him was the Gratuitous Naked Chick.
          "She’s naked," he sniggered ."She’s really…REALLY naked." His eyes widened.
          The Gratuitous Naked Chick noticed Oswald’s familiar expression and changed direction.
          "HEY NAKED GIRL COME BACK," Oswald yelled, running after her.
          "Not again," she sighed. "Last time I ever let a director tell me pornography is a door to stardom, get a role on Star Trek indeed," she mumbled as she again took off down another corridor.