Conditioner: Normally I would say something like �Good job Agent!� but considering that you didn�t finish your case in the time limit and are now fired, I won�t even bother. By the way, where was Dr. Cheapo�s secret lair?
Agent: Right above her lab.
Conditioner: What! Why, that�s ingenious! Much better then my idea of hiding it below my lab; it gets so cold down there!
Agent: I just remembered that I don�t want this job anyway. Well, I�m off to find a job with better pay and people who aren�t all mad.
Conditioner: Well, bye then.
Agent starts to leave.
Conditioner: Oh, and Agent?
Agent stops and looks back.
Agent: Yes?
Conditioner: Report to the Commissioner next week for your new assignment.
Agent: (in confusion) But I�m fired.
Conditioner: What? I never said you were fired. You must have misheard me. I said that you were hired.
Agent: But I was already hired.
Conditioner: Really? Darn, you�re not Agent #5. I fired him last week and meant to give him a test to see if I would rehire him.
Agent: You mean I�ve been on this case for no reason at all?
Conditioner: Yea. You stole another Agents case. I�m going to have to take away some of the money from your paycheck for that.
Agent: You don�t give me a paycheck. All my money comes from working as airport security.
Conditioner: Well then, you owe me 20 bucks.
Agent hands Conditioner money.
Conditioner: Goodbye Agent. Have a nice day.
*End music plays as scene fades*