[fantasy:]
Geoffrey: Master William, you have a visitor. A Mr. Jackson.
Will: Come on, G. I don't have time for these interruptions. I got homework forever.Tell Michael I'll have to work on his dance steps later.
Bo Jackson: That's Bo Jackson.
Will: Yo, what's up, babe?
Bo Jackson: Watch the handshake, man. There goes baseball season.
Will: Yo, my fault, my fault, my fault. What you need, man?
Bo Jackson: Well, I'm throwing this formal dinner party and Bo don't know what to serve.
Will: No problem. Let me hook you up with my resident fun expert. Hey, yo, Heav.
Heavy D: You rang? Bo Jackson, Heavy D.
Bo Jackson: Yo.
Heavy D: Yo, Bo.
Will: Tell Heav your problem.