INT. ANTEROOM OF OFFICE RESTROOM, PARIS:
JEAN PIERRE: "Hey in there! Other people need to use the facility, too!"
CHANTALLE: "Sorry. Somebody left a magazine in there, and it had an article about Uncle Eddie. I just had to read it."
JEAN PIERRE: "Uncle Eddie? The internet guy? Why read about him?"
CHANTALLE: "Why read about......??? You must be kidding!"
CHANTALLE: "Gasp! Oh, I get it. You're jealous!"
JEAN PIERRE: "Why would I be jealous? He has a nose like a pickle. Besides, he's John K's toady. Everybody knows that."
CHANTALLE: "Uncle Eddie's nobody's toady. He does Theory Corner and Theory Corner sponsors The Philosophy Girls."
CHANTALLE: "I'm thinking about trying out for the Philosophy Girls. They travel all around the world, arguing and persuading in the service of truth and wisdom. Only the top 15% of applicants are accepted."
JEAN PIERRE: "Well that's all well and good, but I'm a member of...(Ahem!)... the...um... Philosophy Boys. It's an even more elite group. Only the top 5% are accepted."
CHANTALLE: "Really? What do they do?"
JEAN PIERRE: "Do? They...er...wear the coveted Philosophy Boys blue blazer, of course. We never go anywhere without it."
CHANTALLE: "Hehe! Well, if you never go anywhere without it, how come you're not wearing it now?"
JEAN PIERRE: "Er...it's in the next room. Stay here and I'll bring it in."
OUTSIDE, ON THE STREET:
JEAN PIERRE: "Quick! Anybody have a blue blazer to sell!? You Sir, would you like to sell y...Madame, would you....."
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