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"Um... hello, people, why are you staring at me all weird? Frank, seriously, why are you, like, taking off your pants or something?"

"Ay, for real though, are we really gonna buy into this, baby? I mean, look at her rollin' up here like she's the boss, Chuck. A bone crusher? Seriously?" Said one of Frank's guys.

"Like, seriously, guys! I'm, like, your boss or something! Chuck Bonebreaker, you know? I don't get it, but I, like, walked in, and bam! Suddenly, I got this blonde hair and these, um, boobs... and, like, these super revealing clothes? It's freaking me out!"

"Yo, that's one wild tale. Chuck thought he'd spice things up, so he told you to put on this little show, huh? I never figured the boss for a comedian. Anyway, enough talk, let's get over to Brandon first , then swing by me, cool? The others can chill for a bit"

"Stanfield, like, zip it! Brandon, seriously, put on your pants! Hello! I'm not here to, you know, act like I'm some sort of, like, you know, lady of the night!"

"Haha! Lady of the night, for real? If you were truly Chuck, you wouldn't be spouting that nonsense! The boss ain't into that kind of talk. Haha, lady! Well, Lady, I bet the boss tossed you some serious cash to put on this little show!"

"Oh my gosh, like, for real! I don't even know why I'm blabbering this - it's like, part of some weird curse or whatever! Ugh, quit grabbing me! And, like, hands off my head, I don't... um, hmhmhm."

"Yeah, baby, your talk fits better right here. Props to Preston for shutting her up... oh man... ah, she sure knows how to use her mouth!"