The handsome man in the Armani strode across the stage in a manly fashion. Pausing only to pat his superb hair he turned to the camera. Before he could speak, another chisel-jawed man interrupted him.
"Hey, Cibrian, take a walk. It's my gig now" he snarled, balling a fist.
"Get lost, Eads" Cibrian turned menacingly " I may be doing a girly advert for hair products but I can still beat your ass!"
"Oh Yeah. I'll do more than mess up your hair!" growled Eads.
"Guys, Guys" purred Jennifer Aniston " There's too much testosterone in here "
" Is that the science part?" sneered Cibrian.
" Can it, fireman!" said Aniston , cattily.
" Would you like to see my Mass spectrometer?" said Eads, winking.
" Hey, I'm not into that!" protested Cibrian.
" I was talking to Aniston!" said Eads
Aniston looked at Eads and said " Not tonight, I'm washing my hair!"