You should have bullshitted, kid. You coulda come away from this with a job!

Hell, maybe you still could. I dunno what a 'Target' is, never heard of that weapon company before, but you're apparently employable enough that an actual company gave you a job. So you've got at least two braincells to run together, that's more than half the people I meet these days.

See, I run the biggest company in the universe. You know, normally. Not here, obviously. Here, I'm apparently launching a canine based greeting card line.