[Scene: A non-descript shop in the Ye Olde England section of Manchester Road. You know the stretch...right near that Taco Bell.
A rather disgruntled man enters.]
See here. I took the liberty of examining this player before I came, and I found the only reason he was ever sitting on the bench in the first place was you hired Jim Campbell to haul this corpse all over town.
[Man leaves. A second man enters looking shaken.]