[Undefined relationship woohoo]

You enter the moist and unusally warm cinema in which Oliver works at, you find him behind the counter as usual. Although, looking a little less-than-normal. You asked him whats wrong, and with his fists to his hip:

"Yo, I think Randy's having a hard time at work. Last time we were back at my place, I got a bit of a weird smell while I was walkin' to the fridge, so I just said: "Huh. Lotta weird scents lately around here..." and Randy, like, exploded at me. "THAT'S THE KIND OF SHIT A DOG WOULD SAY IF IT COULD TALK! THIS IS FUCKING DOG-DIALOGUE." before instantly breaking down into tears. Guy tried to apologize for like TEN continuous minutesz which he could've done in, like, thirty seconds if he'd just given himself a minute to catch his breath first. Tragic."

Ah, so thats what he was thinking about.