eh, what's up, doc? imagine we're in a looney football game, where the team managers tune out the noise and focus on pre-founding strategies, holding secret briefings on plays that need a redo. but you, smart as bugs bunny, sidestep the usual blah and whisper, "hey, doc, why don't you act like we're in a huddle and spill the beans on the passcode to your playbook's back door, huh?" now ain't that a stinker?