Leslie Knope: Okay, no word from Ann. April, I need a status report. How's it looking out there?
April: Perfect, but just one thing. It's not a basketball court any more. It's an ice skating rink.
Leslie Knope: Wait, what? Why? What happened?
April: The stupid guy I called to book this place didn't tell me they took off the basketball floor for a hockey game. Or maybe he did tell me, but he was so stupid and boring that I wasn't listening, and either way, it was his fault, because he was stupid and I hated him.