[JSU is sitting at his desk, staring intently at a piece of paper.] JSU: Let's see here...one, two, three, four...wait, did I skip seven? One, two, three... [He sighs and leans back in his chair.] JSU: This is harder than I thought it would be. I've been counting attendance numbers for the past hour, and my brain is starting to turn to mush. But I can't give up now. I need to figure out who's number 46853. [He picks up the paper and starts counting again.] JSU: One, two, three...wait, did I already count six? This is ridiculous. [There's a knock at the door.] JSU: Come in. [The door opens and a student walks in.] STUDENT: Hey, JSU. How's it going? JSU: Oh, you know, just counting attendance numbers. STUDENT: Sounds exciting. JSU: You have no idea. But there's one number that's been bugging me all day. Do you happen to know who's number 46853? STUDENT: 46853? That's my number. JSU: Really? That's a relief. I didn't want to keep counting all day. STUDENT: Why do you need to know my number anyway? JSU: It's for a report I'm working on. Don't worry about it. Thanks for your help. STUDENT: No problem. Good luck with the counting. [The student leaves and JSU goes back to counting.] JSU: Let's see...one, two, three...ah, now I'm getting somewhere. [He continues counting, finally reaching number 46853.] JSU: There it is! Finally. That was way harder than it needed to be. [He puts the paper down and stretches.] JSU: I think I need a break. Maybe I'll grab some coffee and come back to this later. [He stands up and walks out of the room.]