A corporate office building "NoArc Inc.". Daytime.
We see an ecstatic young man in business attire rushing through the halls of his building leaving overturned mail-carts and papers flying in his wake. He reaches the door of the president of the company. He busts in without hesitation; out of breath:
Young Man:
Sir. I've got it. The numbers weren't adding up, there was no real balance in any of our event centers. I was...
President:
THIS is highly inappro...
Young Man:
I know sir, but I may have found the solution to our problem with the Goat Zoo division: We are adding too much of the wrong thing. We add a donkey: nothing. We add a pig: nothing. We add the Corner of Ducks exhibit: still nothing! The only thing keeping the whole operation from going into the shitter is the Llama Greeter and maybe the really, really little goat. The giant rabbit was a great idea, but our development team, they overlooked it's libido. I thought it over and over in my head "there HAS to be SOMEthing". Then it hit me.
(silence)
(silence)
President:
I'm listening.
Young Man:
African. Spiny. Tortoise.
President:
Of course. It was right in front of us; this whole time. Son, you've just earned partner.
(the two shake hands fervently)
~fin~
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