I'm yanking your chain

INT. OFFICE

An office. Somewhat sterile. DAN sifts through a stack of

files that has been put on his desk, overwhelmed at the

project he's been given. He alternates sifting through

papers and glancing at his computer screen. He sighs, a

little frustrated at his missing partner-in-crime,

Heather.

A POUNDING on the door. Dan goes to open it. VINCE, his

manager, enters, carrying a box full of papers and other

materials. Dan immediately resumes his work, very focused.

Would you leave the damn door open, for Christ's sake?

Sorry, sorry, my bad.

Vince heaves the box down.

This is the last of it, I think.

Jesus Christ. Have you gone through any of this?

I haven't, no. I can't, not until we wrap up on the Aeromax accounts, that's been sucking up every free minute I have. Looks pretty bad, huh?

They haven't kept accurate