Pim and Bradley Benjamin Farmer in “Pheremonally Yours”

(Clears Throat Loudly)

We're not done yet, thank you. You can sweep up later.

I'm not the janitor. I'm here to join the orchestra.

Oh, really? You have a name?

Pim. You?

Bradley Benjamin Farmer.

So, what instrument do I play?

(Laughs) Pim, I take my job very seriously. Meaning, I need musicians, not wannabes who waste my time.

Here's the poop. I can't go home until I get a hobby. In other words, you find me an instrument, or I'm bunking at your house.