*20 minutes later*
Snake: I'm in Otacon.
Otacon: Huh? Oh yeah, you're going after RB, aren't you? You took so long, I forgot why you were there.
Snake: Anyways, should I take the stairs, or the elevator?
Otacon: I don't know Snake, do the stairs go up or down?
Snake: *confused look* I'm not sure Otacon. How can I tell the difference?
Otacon: Well, trying walking up them, if you can, they go up. Then try walking down, if you can, they go down.
Snake: *looks even more confused* I think I'll just take the elevator.
Otacon: That's a good boy.
*on the elevator*
Naomi: Good to see you again Snake.
Snake: Is being an elevator operator your new calling?
Naomi: Apparently. See, if you kill off all of your references, you have nobody that can refer you.
Snake: What about me?
Naomi: You don't even have a job; you wouldn't make a good reference.
Snake: Oh. So, got time for a quickie? *grins*
Naomi: Hmph, no. That job is over.
Snake: Damn, I can't do it!
Naomi: Huh?
Snake: Uh, sorry, flashbacks again.
Naomi: Oh.
Snake: So, does this elevator go up?
Naomi: It must, unless this building is upside down.
Snake: *confused, again* You and Otacon are really weird, you know?
*Outside the office of that little weasel, Bill Gates*
Snake: *notices the secretary* Uh, is Gates available right now?
Secretary: I'm sorry; he has a 2 o'clock right now. He's free at 5pm though, would you like me to schedule an appointment?
Snake: Uh, sure.
Secretary: Who should I say you are?
Snake: *remembers the last movie he watched*
Greg Fokker.
Secretary: Ok, you can sit over there and wait if you want, Mr. Fokker.
Snake: All right.
Snake: I'm in Otacon.
Otacon: Huh? Oh yeah, you're going after RB, aren't you? You took so long, I forgot why you were there.
Snake: Anyways, should I take the stairs, or the elevator?
Otacon: I don't know Snake, do the stairs go up or down?
Snake: *confused look* I'm not sure Otacon. How can I tell the difference?
Otacon: Well, trying walking up them, if you can, they go up. Then try walking down, if you can, they go down.
Snake: *looks even more confused* I think I'll just take the elevator.
Otacon: That's a good boy.
*on the elevator*
Naomi: Good to see you again Snake.
Snake: Is being an elevator operator your new calling?
Naomi: Apparently. See, if you kill off all of your references, you have nobody that can refer you.
Snake: What about me?
Naomi: You don't even have a job; you wouldn't make a good reference.
Snake: Oh. So, got time for a quickie? *grins*
Naomi: Hmph, no. That job is over.
Snake: Damn, I can't do it!
Naomi: Huh?
Snake: Uh, sorry, flashbacks again.
Naomi: Oh.
Snake: So, does this elevator go up?
Naomi: It must, unless this building is upside down.
Snake: *confused, again* You and Otacon are really weird, you know?
*Outside the office of that little weasel, Bill Gates*
Snake: *notices the secretary* Uh, is Gates available right now?
Secretary: I'm sorry; he has a 2 o'clock right now. He's free at 5pm though, would you like me to schedule an appointment?
Snake: Uh, sure.
Secretary: Who should I say you are?
Snake: *remembers the last movie he watched*
Greg Fokker.
Secretary: Ok, you can sit over there and wait if you want, Mr. Fokker.
Snake: All right.