INT. MESSY OFFICE AT THE OFFICE OF LATE STAGE PANIC — DAY
BILL: (Distracted, phones ringing off the walls) Everyone. Change of plans for our elevator pitch!
SUE: (Holding a slip of paper upside down) Silence! Is... is that centrifugal force or I'm just dizzy?
Echo: Worry not for disruptive innovation dwells here. But behind you, I hear a goat?
Fragment: (Turns around slowly) So it’s 'Moo-nlight Sonata... again?
Echo: Not really a Beethoven piece, yet composed purely in... Cloven chords. (Wink)
Whispering Window Chaotic Chicken Dance