INT. OFFICE - MOMENTS LATER
Peter has settled behind his desk to eat his lunch. Donna disappeared along with the rest of her entourage the moment it became clear that the boss was headed toward the office.
I'll introduce you to the employees.
Aaron walks in to the office.
Aaron. Can you come here please. This is Selma. She's starting today. This is Aaron.
Hi. Nice to meet you.
Hi, it's nice to meet you too. I look forward to working together. I feel like I already know you from what Elsie has already described.
Oh, good things, I hope. Thank you. You're gonna like it here. When you're settled in, let me know so we can take a break.
Did Bier go to lunch?
With the receptionist? He may be on his lunch break.
Okay, that's alright. I'm just showing Selma around.
Although Bier clearly hears his name, he remains still until the fly comes around to pester his lunch.
Oh there you are.
Pete's eyes pop out at the vision of Selma as he attempts a closer look through the sides of his eyes.
Hi. I was just making copies. Hello, I'm Scott, eh, Pete. Nice to meet you... Selma? Er, Scott was telling me that a new writer was starting today.
Excuse me. There's a customer out there I'm helping the receptionist with. I just popped my head in to take a quick bite of my lunch before it gets too cold.
Oh, absolutely. I understand.
You're eating at your desk?
I'm going to the break room.
The boss and Selma slowly move down the row of cubicles to see who they can catch for an introduction.
Do you need me for anything?
No. It's just something I thought I could take care of during my work hours.
I just thought...
I gotta get out there.
The receptionist pops her head in before Pete get exit.
Pete? Emma wants to hand you these big stacks of papers personally.
Hi, my name is Maggie.
Pete spots the fly and seems to believe he can calculate its path. He swipes at it and catches it, then looks around to see if anybody saw. As he exits the office, he shakes his clutched fist by his ear to listen to the fly.
How can I help you today?
Oh, you know... I'm just here to show you some papers which were requested as authorization for buying space in the magazine.
Emma fumbles thru papers concentrating on her stuff. Pete sees an opportunity, and hurls the fly against the wall and sees it drop to the floor. He walks over to it, satisfied to step on it dead.