All right, boss, we got the mock-up you asked for. It was, uh, it was tricky, but...

Please don't fire us.

Yes, yes. We all know these aren't ideal circumstances, and we're all having to make some adjustments.

Roll it!

Yes, sir.

You've noticed a hole in your lives, in your commutes, on your walks, in those late, quiet

hours at home when you're desperate for something, anything to fill the silence of the void.

In your desperation, you open your pod catcher and yet no new Arden. Well, slap me in the face and call me Pappy, because Arden is coming back.

That's right! That true crime show with those two bickering hosts who solved the case with that white-hot chemistry is back!

With everything you liked before. Exactly the same.

Well, you've got another thing.

It's thing.

Most people say thing, you pretentious, dummy!

That's right. The same old Arden.

With a new case. I mean, obviously a new case.

We can't unsold the last one and then solve it again.

That would be ridiculous. We tried. So yes, a new case. We can't unsold the last one and then solve it again. That would be ridiculous. We tried. So yes, a new case. But nothing else has changed.

And how does no one notice any evidence that there's a torso in a nearby trunk?

Oh. Covering for the rich girl. You clearly had a crush on as a teenager. Well then maybe she stops at the torso store.

Oh, yeah, okay. You know, I really don't see why that line is funny. I mean, I've been to the torso store. It's kind of shitty. Not a great selection.

Cry, comedy, commercials from many wonderful products now available at Waymart, and many fine opportunities with Wayfazy industries, the good people.

We'll have it all, and it'll be like we never left.

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