Jim: Hey, if you're looking for someone to go with you, I'm free.
Dave: Hold on. You're taking Jim?! I'm the one who usually gets injured around here! If anyone gets to go to the game with Mike, it should be me.
Mike: Look, guys...
Chuck: I invited you to Metal-Fest, Metal-Mania, Hedonism II in Jamaica. The Chuck's starting to think you don't want to hang out with the Chuck when all the Chuck has done is really just put himself out there, man.
Dave: Mike's old! He doesn't want to go to Metal-Fest! Besides, I'm the one that he usually does stuff with.
Jim: Well, that makes you a boss-hog.
Chuck: And a kiss-up.
Dave: He went to my church.
Jim: You know what? We're text-message buddies.
Chuck: ...a lot more chill at work.
Mike: Guys. Hey, guys, look, I'm not taking anybody from work, okay?
Jim: You know what? We may not have had a workplace injury, but we do have an internal one... [points to his heart] right here.