Evan
(walks in with his beard braided and his hair tied into a ponytail)
Marty. Sorry I am late. Come on let's go!
Marty
(disgustedly drops his phone)
What...is that!?
Evan
I am making lemonade out of lemons. Pick up your phone and let's go! (They walk into a meeting live on television. Rita looks in genuine disust)
Rita
Evan, what are you doing?! You have a ponytail on your face! Whattaya going to do next!? Cornroll your eyebrows?!
