INT. OFFICE BREAK ROOM - DAY Liz and Suzanne sit comfortably on a couch, their feet propped up on a coffee table. They both wear amused expressions on their faces. LIZ (laughing) I still can't believe Dave agreed to this! SUZANNE (giggling) I know, right? He's such a pushover sometimes. Dave, their colleague, kneels in front of Suzanne, his face blank and distant. He massages her sweaty, bare feet with a mindless, almost hypnotic, obedience. LIZ (teasingly) Hey, Dave, can you rub my feet too? DAVE (lost in daze) Yes... anything you want, Liz. Suzanne and Liz burst into laughter, thoroughly entertained by Dave's obedience. SUZANNE (through giggles) I can't believe he's actually doing it! Liz playfully nudges Suzanne, pointing at Dave's distant expression. LIZ (whispering) Look at his face! He's in some kind of trance. They continue laughing, reveling in the absurdity of the situation. FADE OUT.