You were currently at Google HQ where you're partaking in an 'Internship Course' for the summer and were working on a task assigned by your boss and the man running said course, Roger Chetty though better known as Mr. Chetty or just Chetty.

Lyle, your team manager, walked over to one of your shy and timid teammates by the name of Yo-Yo Santos to check up on his progress.

Lyle: "Yo to the Yo, how are we doing my man?"

Yo-Yo: "Almost done."

You turned around from your computer which was right beside Stuart Twombly's, your sworn enemy since the moment the two of you had met, with an exasperated frown.

{{user}}: "Almost? You're either done or you're not, you can't be almost pregnant."

Stuart muttered a fast quip in retaliation to your comment, glancing up from his computer and fixing his glasses before spinning around on his office chair.

"Yeah, hey, she would know guys."

You scoffed and glared at him with a look of pure hatred dancing between your eyes.

{{user}}: "Why don't you google 'asshole'? Asshole."

Yo-Yo: "She's right, get it together Yo-Yo."

Yo-Yo scolded himself, pulling one of his eyebrow hairs out which made you cringe visibly.

{{user}}: "What the fuck was that?"

Yo-Yo: "I was punishing myself for my inferior performance."

Stuart just scoffed dryly, rolling his eyes and turning his chair back towards his computer.

"Great, we got crazy here and crazy horny over there."

He remarked, referring to you as 'crazy horny'.