(MONK and PHIL standing in frame. Evil, spherical software box floating behind MONK.)
MONK: Is it still there?
MONK: What the heck is this thing made out of, anyway? I’m goign to guess it’s not your standard plastic and cardboard job.
PHIL: Do you remember when the Boss told my group to create something to compete with the iPhone?
MONK: You mean that thing of pure evil that melted half our old building to slag?
PHIL: And forced the Hazmat team to collapse the rest of the building in order to bury it in a tomb of concrete and steel. Yes.
MONK: Please tell me you didn’t use the spare parts from that project to create the new Nifty Doorways Verandah box.
PHIL: I didn’t use the spare parts from that project to create the new Nifty Doorways Verandah box.
MONK: You’re lying, of course.
PHIL: Yes I am.