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Tom ignored Ron's apparent amusement.

"Yes Ron, I am an aspiring director. Being a director is ! Directors get all of the actresses."

Leslie jumped in. "What about Kathryn Bigelow?"

"My comment remains, Leslie."

Leslie rolled her eyes and left.

Ron looked up at Tom.

"Tom, the only director I know was an old high school buddy of mine who failed every class and got arrested for ing on a national monument. Now he is a post-op transgender who made some documentary about candy factories."

"Ouch."

"That's probably what he said after falling into that taffy-pulling machine."

Interview- Leslie

I think it's great that Tom is directing a Pawnee production! Pawnee is infamous for being a town of limited creativity. In fact, the big Sweetums factory in Pawnee was once an art museum that was torched by some blind arsonists who felt that art museums were insensitive to their condition. All of them died in the fire.

Leslie stares into the camera, eyes wide.

Ron's Office

"Tom, I would strongly advise you to grow some"

Tom gaped at Ron.

"You don't think that directing is masculine?"

Ron smiled, and pointed out the window behind his desk to a row of rose bushes.

"Why don't you ask those pretty flowers out there."

Tom straightened out his suit jacket and placed both hands on Ron Swanson's desk.

"I'll show you, Ill show you just how manly community theatre can be."

"Tom, I can say for a fact that my ex wife, Tammy's testosterone levels are startling higher than yours."

With that, Tom stormed out of the room as Ron crossed his arms over his chest with satisfaction.

The Next Day..

Leslie entered the parks office with a cardboard holder full of coffees.

"Good morning everyone!"

Leslie's cheer was met with tired groans from her colleagues.

She frowned and then looked down at her receipt from the coffee shop and began reading orders aloud.

"Who ordered cranberry juice?" Collective giggling ensues.

Jerry finally rose from his desk and grabbed the cup from Leslie's hand.

He began to justify his selection. "It's a dietary restriction,"

Donna composed herself and dismissed Jerry's defense. "Save it, cupcake."

Leslie held up another cardboard cup, "Black coffee for.."

Tom stood up and took the cup from Leslie proudly and Ron stifled his laughter.

Tom spoke "What's so funny, Ron?"

Ron replied, "Nothing, its just that youre desperate attempt to prove your masculinity to me is amusing. Just like how France chose a phallic monument as their defining symbol to try to convince the world that some of them have some hot cross buns."

"Oh yeah?" Ron took a tentative sip of his coffee and immediately spit it out

"What the frak, Leslie? I didn't order liquid bathroom caulking!"

Ron just shook his head and laughed.

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