"Thanks for taking some time off the set to meet."
"No problem."
"I saw 'White Lines,' the other night. Is that the name? Yeah. I'm happy to see names without red in it. Very smart move. The fan base is allergic to that color. "
"Well, we wanted you to know that we're cooperating in any way we can."
"And that will be significant when you bring us your next project. It shows us you're willing to play ball. You changed the outfit, added the beard, made that 'mourning his family thing' go bye-bye, got rid of that jalopy. Turned him into a skirt-chasing man-about-town. Kudos to you."
"Well thanks. We'd still like to tie up some threads from the first five seasons."
"You're killing me. I thought you were done with that dreck."
"I'll convey your thoughts on that."
"Yes. Convey my thoughts, willya? But let's get back to what a genius you are. This last episode. He goes on a date with a beautiful blonde. Then these two brunettes wonder what his type is. Genius."
"We think we're building an interesting relationship between them."
"They're wondering what his type is. They're both after him. That's the relationship. Here's my thought. And it's a way to weave in some of the backstory you're so in love with. What if the two girls find out the dead wife had an amazing rack. Like a double d cup?
"Double d?"
"You're familiar with that old story where two women interview for the same job? One's from Harvard, the other's from Yale? Who does the guy hire? The one with the biggest tits. Funny right?"
"Amusing."
"So each of them starts doing stuff like bending over his couch in v-neck tops. They drive the lead guy wild. He doesn't know which one to choose."
"Uh…that's not what we were thinking when we added another woman agent."
"Don't break my heart here. I really went to bat for you guys on this."
"Went to bat?"
"I got the studio so hot for the 'what's his type?' idea, they're willing to make an investment in the concept. You know, even the odds between the two girls."
"An investment?"
"I fixed it so the studio will assume the cost of a pair of big ones for the small chick. Great, huh? Who's your daddy, huh?"
"Listen, don't think we don't appreciate your support but-"
"Support? You're a funny man. A funny, funny man."
"I don't know if the actress-"
"She's gonna love it. I'm talking the good Brazilian tits; not that Beverly Hills shit. And we can work the whole procedure and recovery into the story arc. The flat chested chick disappears. He searches high and low for her. Finds her in a clinic with her chest all bandaged and realizes she did it for him. He's touched. He unwraps the bandages as she twirls in slo-mo. Can't you see the promos? 'Join us tonight for a very special Mentalist.'"