Copy­writer: Were you look­ing for me?
De­sign­er: Sor­ry?
Copy­writer: Be­fore, when I was in that meeting…it looked like you were look­ing for me.
De­sign­er: Ah…Where I walked over, sighed, and de­clared “Tragedy”; I was ac­tu­al­ly look­ing for the cof­fee. The win­dow to your meet­ing room just hap­pened to be be­hind the ma­chine. You guys have bet­ter cof­fee than our side.

12655 Beat­rice Street
Los An­ge­les, Cal­i­for­nia