At the office kitchen

A: (taking out the trash) AKKKKKKKK!!!!

M: (rinsing her coffee cup) What??!

A: M! Gross, there's a dead mouse at the back. I think one of the visitor cats killed it. Could you please clean it up?


M: Oki no prob. Is it in one piece at least??

A: Yes, but its got a bloody head....

M: Aggg. No way will I clean that up, can't we leave it there till Monday and ask Philip to clean it up??? Will it start stinking up the place?

A: dunno

M and A leave the kitchen / back area and go back to work.
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Phone rings. Conversation on phone:

Erika: Hey, will you be at the office? Can I pass by after work?

M: Surely. (Hmmm, she can clean up the mouse....)
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E gets to office.

E: Hey hey

M: Hey, glad you're here. There's a dead mouse out back...can you clean it up?

E: Whats wrong? Why didn't you do it yourself? You're not scared of mice right?

M: Well....A says it's got a bloody head :(

E: Ahhh...poor mouse

E goes out back with a broom and dustpan. M and A stand by the door listening.

E: Oh look! Poor mousey...ayayay its stuck to the concrete....

M and A: (horrified silence)

E: wait...I know, I'll scrape it off using the dustpan... scrape scrape scrape

M and A: (horrified silence)

E: ayayay its stuck bad... scrape scrape scrape ah, good its free. Here you go dead mousey poor mousey stuck to the floor into the trash bag you go...hmm it actually is starting to smell a bit....




M and A: (horrified silence)

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