"Mr. Palmer!" Dana called from the sound booth. "There's someone here to see you!"
Cecil stuck his head through the break room door. "Who is it?"
"It's the new scientist in town."
Cecil stopped in his tracks. It was Carlos. Night Vale's newest resident. Of course, Cecil had seen him before—it was his job to know everyone in town and report on their lives, afterall—but Carlos hadn't seen him yet. He hasn't introduced himself to him yet!
Slowly, Cecil made his way to Dana's sound booth and looked inside. There he was. Quietly, he stepped inside.
"Ah, here he is, Mr. Scientist," Dana told Carlos and the man in question turned towards the door and smiled.
"Hi!" he greeted. "My name is Carlos. I'm the new scientist here in Night Vale." He held out his hand for Cecil to shake.
Cecil thrusted his hand forward and half said, half shouted, "Hi my name is Cecil!" Except it didn't sound like that because he had said it so quickly that all the syllables stumbled together and was rendered incomprehensible.
Dana gave him a weird look and Carlos slowly pulled his hand back. Cecil began to sweat.
"What was that?" Carlos asked.
"Uh, my—my name is. . . ." Cecil trailed off for a moment. Carlos raised his eyebrows.
"JOHN CENA!"
Both Carlos and Cecil jumped. Dana had pressed a button on the sound panel and the John Cena audio from the online vine had bursted from the speaker, albeit louder than she expected it to.
"Sorry," she told the pair. "It was just the perfect timing."
"When did you install that?!" Cecil asked her incredulously.
"Last week," she said with a shrug and Carlos laughed. "His name isn't really John Cena, by the way. It's Cecil."
Cecil was torn between giving her a withering look or silently thanking her. Luckily, he didn't have to do either because Carlos said, "Well, it's nice to meet you, Cecil. I hope we meet again soon!" and then bid each of them adieu before leaving the radio station.
Turning to look at Dana, Cecil's face was one of complete surprise, making Dana chuckle and pat his shoulder.
"That's alright, Mr. Palmer," she said jokingly. "No thanks necessary."
Imagine Person A introducing themselves to Person B but they mumble stating their name. When B asks them to repeat A replies "My name is…" but hesitates as they are a nervous wreck. Person C then wrecks the whole moment by blaring the John Cena meme.