Tensions were high as Jerry walked into the studio, as usual he went to the studio kitchen and grabbed a cup of coffee and went over to the water tank to shoot the breeze with other members of the production crew. As Jerry began his trek to the water cooler he caught Bob glaring at him through the open door of the director's office, to that he responded with a painful but necessary smile. After talking with Rick and Mase for a while, Jerry checked his watch and realized that he should probably have gotten ready already, so he went quickly to the dressing room to get dressed for the act. He quickly opened the dressing room door and began to take his clothes off, but he didn't notice Bob was in there changing too. When Jerry finally noticed he began to sweat profusely, he didn't want to longingly stare at Bob's hindquarters but they were irresistible looking. Finally Jerry slapped himself out of his butt-induced trance and got back to changing into costume. After going through pre-show protocol Bob and Jerry went out and did the show perfectly, just like they had the previous 634.897 times.
This time something was off. Jerry, being the benevolent gent that he was, almost always patted his fellow production members on the back, for a job well done. When it came Bob's term for the congratulatory pat, he turned away stone-faced and angry, and left for his apartment. Jerry was crushed.