"SUZANNE!" Tom shouted, coming out of the costume room dressed as a large, muppet-like animal.
"Yes," Suzanne piped up from just behind him. Tom jumped and nearly fell over.
"Ah. Um. I need you to ask the writers' room if I seriously need to wear THIS."
"Okay."
"Hey, Suzanne?"
"Yeah?"
"How do you do that..." Tom gestured as he searched for the words, "that thing?"
"What thing?" the blonde asked, adjusting her ever-present headset.
"The thing where you were right there when I needed you."
"I knew you'd want me to ask the writers' room if you had to wear that."
"Ah." Tom blinked. "Well... carry on."
"Yes sir." Suzanne smiled as she left.
