MacKenzie: Thanks for meeting me down here George. My office is out of control, phones ringing, people running in and out. [MacKenzie stops walking and talking; George falls still too] Did you hear something?
George: No, I didn't hear anything.
MacKenzie: Huh, that's strange. [they start walking again] It's quieter here. We can concentrate without people wooshing around... [both stop again] That sound again. Sure you didn't hear anything?
George: No, can't say as I did.
MacKenzie: Kind of like a... rustling.
George: Could be the leaves.