Wardrobe Malfunction
Larry had a long day. He interviewed a bunch of idiots, had a sandwich, talked to a giant bagel, and had to arrange for special transportation so the bagel wouldn't get eaten by seagulls on its way to the bus depot. He was exhausted, and could think of no better place to take a load off than his trusty interviewing chair. Yes, this would be the premium location for tranquility and thoughtful reflection...perhaps, even, for pondering what sandwich he would eat next. But Michael Rousselet was still there, sitting, waiting for him as if no one told him to leave. Maybe those people did leave, and Michael didn't listen. Maybe he buried them under the floorboards in the green room. Either way, Larry wanted to sit down.
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