Love Street by The Doors

(Jim randomly runs in)

J: STOP THE MUSIC I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY!!!

(Ray comes running in)

R: Jim what the hell are you doing!?

J: Shut up this your fault that I'm asking this! Now everyone be honest...does my hair make me look like Marilyn Monroe?

R: For the love of God say no.

J: Don't listen to him! This is his fault that we're in this situation!

R: James Douglas Morrison you are ruining the music these people are trying to enjoy!

J: Oh is this a concert? Who's playing?

R: This isn't a concert! Now let's go and leave these people alone.

J: Well I wanna hear the music now! I thought this was a bingo hall so I thought the only thing I was interrupting was boredom.

(Ray drags Jim out of the room)