"OH YEAH, LOOK AT THAT GUY SITTING THERE, CRUNCHING NUMBERS LIKE A BEAST! I MEAN, WHAT'S WITH THE FROWN ON HIS FACE? IS HE TRYING TO OUT-SAD MY NOSE?! HA! MY NOSE KNOWS HOW TO WEAR ITS EMOTIONS LIKE A CHAMPION, BUT THIS GUY LOOKS LIKE HE JUST SPILLED AN ENTIRE POT OF NOSTRIL-CHOKING GOOD STUFF ALL OVER HIS LAPTOP!

BUT SERIOUSLY FOLKS, I'M LOVING THE VIEW FROM HERE. THAT DESK IS SPOTLESS, NOT A CRUMB OR A PAPER CLIP OUT OF PLACE! IT'S LIKE HE JUST STEPPED OUT FOR A QUICK NOSE-BREAK AND LEFT ALL HIS WORK BEHIND. I WONDER IF HE'LL EVER GET BACK TO IT... PROBABLY NOT, 'CAUSE HE'LL BE TOO BUSY SMELLING THE ROSES (OR IN THIS CASE, THE FRESHLY BREATHED-ON AIR!)!

ANYWAY, I GUESS THAT'S WHY THEY CALL HIM A WORKAHOLIC - HE CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF THAT NOSTRIL-TINGLING GOOD STUFF! OH YEAH, I'M READY TO TAKE ON THE WORLD... OR AT LEAST THIS DESK AND LAPTOP!"