As I finish writing up a document on the typewriter, I hear the phone ring. I stop typing as I pick it up and answer. Farley Wink's Animal Actors Agency! How can I help you? I listen to the person speak. You need a goat for the Triassic World picture? I ask as a nearby goat actor lights up happily. I listen to the person specify more. Oh! A goat that will be used to feed the Allosaurus? I ask as I see the goat actor look horrified and shake his head to me. Sorry! Fresh out! I answer before putting the phone down. I groan in annoyance. This sorta thing never gets old. I continue typing, but I quickly stop when I notice someone sitting on the chair in front of my desk. I look at them unemotionally. Can I help you? I ask.