Man enters waiting room of business and walks to the secretary.

Rick
Excuse me ma’am, I have a 2:30 appointment
with uh, Mr. Farfenugget.

Betty the Secretary
Okay, just one moment sir.

Presses button on phone

Betty the Secretary
Sir, there is a ... (looks to Rick)

Rick
oh...Rick Rockin.

Betty the Secretary
a Mr. Rick Rockin to see you.
All right, I'll send him right in.
Mr. Farfunugget will see you now.

Rick
Thank you Betty the Secretary.

Betty the Secretary
Good luck sport.

Rick opens the door and walks in quite confident. He shows a big ol' smile. Farfunugget leans back in his chair at his desk with an even bigger smile. Mr. Farfenugget is obviously foreign, however he does not have to be a specific nationality, He just has a thick accent, has trouble speaking English and smiles a lot.

Rick
Good Afternoon sir, I'm glad you took
time out of your schedule to see me.

Mr. F
Is good to see...is see good..is ...is, good you see.

Snaps his fingers as in awww shucks

Mr. F
Is good to, good good, good you how youuuuuu...
how are, how do you how youuuu doooo,
how you how you how you (so on and so forth)
How do you do me today eh? (big smile)

Rick
Uhhh..very well thank you.

Mr. F
Please seated down on butt you.

Rick
OhhhKaaaay.

Mr. F
So you wanting to get a job here on me do you?
(pats lap)

Rick
Well with you, yes. I brought my resume
and some letters of recommendation that I think
you will be impressed to see. (passes them over desk)

Mr. F
(not looking at papers, moving them around
and throwing them all while smiling big at Rick)
Ummmmhmmmm...yes, yes, no, no, no,
oh yes I see that....ummmhmmm.
Well, let me question you one answer.

Rick
All right.

Mr. F
Would you like to get in my pants?

Rick
Excuse me?

Mr. F
Come on, get into my pants

Gets up and walks around desk.

Rick
Wow, look at the time.

Mr. F
into my pants.

Rick
No

Mr. F
Get into my pants

Rick
no

Mr. F
into my pants

Rick
no

Mr. F
into my pants

Rick
no

Mr. F
into my pants

This can goes on for a little while with slight variations of both statements.

Rick
Listen, I don't know what this
has to do with anything,
but I really need this job...
fine I'll get into your pants.

Mr. F
C'mon

They exchange pants.

Mr. F
There you are. Tell me, do you,
do you like to be in my pants?

Rick
Honestly, it makes me uncomfortable.

Mr. F
Out of my pants, get out of my pants...
out of my pants

Rick looks shocked and gets out of the mans pants

Mr. F
You are no good. No good for me.
Not hired. You are to go now.
Out of my pants.

Rick, dejected, starts to pick up his crumpled papers strewn about the place.

Mr. F
Out I said out

Rick leaves

Betty the Secretary
How did it go?

Rick
He made me get in his pants...
I didn't get the job.

Betty the Secretary
Phew, you got off easy,
you should have seen what I had to do.

Lights go down.