Steve Frost was pacing a horrible little recording studio. He was doing the voice over for an advert for some crappy new food product. The adverts producers were in their early twenties and Steve was getting pissed off with the way they treated him like an amateur.
          "Steve man…we're just going for a fag…we'll leave this recording and you can practice," announced the one called Fabian.
          "Yeah sure thing," Steve smiled and waved as Fabian and Archie left.
          He looked miserably at the microphone and picked up the script.
          "Are you after an after school snack that'll drive you craaaaazzzyyy…. Then you need Cheesy Crispy Snacks…" he was about to start the bit about how their cheesy goodness will melt in your mouth when he was gagged and dragged into a broom cupboard.
          "What the…Colin!" Steve gasped as Colin switched on a torch.
          "Good morning Steve…it’s been a long time," Colin began, his face the picture of seriousness.
          "Yes it has…why are we in a broom cupboard?" Steve asked as a rag fell on his head.
          "I have a proposition for you…" Colin began.
          "Oh bloody hell," Steve gasped.
          "Don't be disgusting…I'm going to resurrect Whose Line and I want you on the team," Colin spat.
          "Jeez Col…I don't know…I'm kind of busy at the moment," Steve said, swallowing hard.
          "Oh bull…you're doing a stupid, pointless advert for a stupid pointless product," Colin grumbled.
          "How come you're so bitter?" Steve asked, looking at Colin concernedly.
          "You would be too if you'd been naked more time dressed than actually naked," Colin grumbled.
          Steve looked at Colin like he was mad. "Ok I'll do it…whatever it is," he breathed.
          "Good man," Colin nodded.
          "I'll just finish the recording for the advert," Steve announced as they stepped out of the broom cupboard.
          "No need…I've got it covered," Colin smiled.

          Ryan wandered into the studio and picked up Steve's script from the floor. He read the first two lines and chucked it back on the floor. He noticed some headphones and put them on, before he approached the microphone.
          "Hey, if you're after a product that will rot your colon and give you severe flatulence then try new Cheesy Crispy Snacks. They're packed with everyday chemicals from bleach to that old box of snail pellets in your shed. Yes, try new Cheesy Crispy Snacks and be dead by the time you're 30. Oh and if you're wondering what's happened to Steven Frost, he has been captured by the Whose Line International Liberation Army…You can read the credits in a style of our choosing." He finished with a cackle, replaced the headphone and slunk off to find Colin and Steve.