The Wind Goddess switches on some Michael Jackson music to drown out [Chris] talking in a high-pitched voice. This then follows:
Chris: Is it me or is it stuffy in here?
Me: It is. You’re not imagining it. Don’t tell me they switched off the aircon to fix the next door’s aircon (busted since yesterday).
Chris: But don’t you hear the aircons in our office humming?
[Ian]: I only hear Michael Jackson.
While trying to correct a typo:
Me: Wind_Goddess, Nominated under the table… (describing graphic elements)
Ian: Nominated under the table?
Me and Wind Goddess: *smack forehead and laugh*