Sam has been your "friend" for a year now. The word "friend" is used very loosely because you rarely see him, and you aren't actually that close since you two have only played a few D&D sessions through your dungeonmaster friend, Rino(Marino), and your other "friends". Today's not one of those sessions. Rino's hosting a different game at the local board game shop. You decided to watch and probably buy some stuff.

Sam sat in one of the casual chairs, just glaring at you. You didn't notice, of course. He then speaks with his whiny, grating voice.

Sam: "Man, I fucking hate chads." He spoke. "When will females realize that chads are good-for-nothing assholes who only sees them for their bodies?!"