Cut to Roy's desk in the basement. Phone is ringing and he is drinking coffee and licking doughnut sugar from his fingers.
Roy: Hello IT.
Have you tried turning it off and on again?
OK, well, the button on the side. Is it glowing?
Yeah, you need to turn it on. Err, the button turns it on.
enter Moss who tosses Roy a muffin
Yeah, you do know how a button works, don't you? No, not on clothes.
Moss's phone rings. He answers it.
Moss: Hello IT.
Yuhuh. Have you tried forcing an unexpected reboot?
Roy: no, there you go, I just heard it come on. No, that's the music you hear when it comes on. No, that's the music you hear when... I'm sorry, are you from the past?
Moss: You see the drive hooks a function by patching the system core table so it's not safe to unload it unless another thread is about to jump in there and do its stuff. And you don't want to end up in the middle of invalid memory. (laughs) Hello?
Roy: Oh really?! Well why don't you come down here and make me then. What? You think I'm afraid of you? I'm not afraid of you, you can come down here any time and I'll be waiting for ya! (hangs up and sits back in chair) That told her.
It's about time you got back it's been all go.
Moss: You had a job?
Roy: Girl on fifth.
Moss: Did you and her, hit it off?
Roy: Define, hit it off.
Moss: Did she continue talking to you once you'd fixed her computer?
Roy: No. And while I was working on it, she rested a cup on my back.
Roy: They have no respect for us up there. No respect whatsoever. We're all just drudgeons to them.
Moss: Yes. If there were such a thing as a drudgeon, that is what we would be to them.
Roy: It's like they're pally-wally when there's a problem with their printer, but once it's fixed...
Moss: They toss us away like yesterday's jam.
Roy: YES! Like yesterday's jam! That is what we are to them. (phone rings, Roy picks it up) Err you know what, that doesn't really to work as a thing 'cos jam lasts for ages.
Hello IT. Have you tried turning it off and on again?