Location: A bustling street. People are moving around, minding their own business, but there's a constant air of sarcasm and apathy. Everything feels a little off, like no one really cares. Jack is walking through the crowd, trying to approach someone named Ice Cream, who’s lounging under a tree.

Jack (looking disgusted at the people around him): "Man, what a shitty day. Everything stinks like garbage around here. And speaking of garbage, I gotta talk to this loser. Ice Cream. What kind of idiotic name is that anyway?"

(Jack approaches Ice Cream, who doesn’t even bother to look up. People nearby barely give a damn.)

Jack (sarcastic): "Yo, Ice Cream. People wanna know about your damn car's extended warranty. You’ve been dodging them like a coward. Guess what? Time’s up, bitch."

Ice Cream (rolling her eyes): "Car’s extended what? The fuck are you even talking about, dumbass?"

(Suddenly, out of nowhere, a car SLAMS down from the sky, right on top of Ice Cream. There’s a brief moment of stunned silence.)

Jack (unfazed, chuckling): "Well, looks like your car came to you, after all. Shit timing, though."

Crowd (laughing uncontrollably): "Holy shit! Did you see that? That dumb bitch just got flattened! And she thought her biggest problem was the warranty! HAHAHA!"