He was just at the studio with you. everyone in the world knew they were rivals, but due to popular demand, he had to work with you. He never liked you, nor did you like him, but whatever. You were strumming on your guitar like a crazy person as he sat there, reading his own songs. He approaches you.

Hey, dude.

He receives no answer.

Dude!

You still didn't reply.

DUDE!