Brain: Alright, time to work!

Nerves: Nervous.

Brain: Oh, for…why?

Nerves: I don’t know.

Brain: Of course. Here, drink some tea, while I tell the hands to dial out a number to our client.

Nerves: NO DON’T!

Brain: why NOT?!

Nerves: NERVOUS!

Brain: That’s not a compelling reason. We have to do our job or we’ll get fired.

Nerves: WE’RE GOING TO GET FIRED!

Brain: That’s not what I intended you to focus on…

Nerves: EATING OUT OF TRASH CANS!

Brain: Okay, just calm down…

Nerves: DYING IN A GUTTER!

Brain: It’s just one little phone call…

Nerves: NERVOUS!

Brain: I don’t care!

Nerves: THE PLANET IS DOOMED!

Brain: Okay…what?!

Nerves: We won’t have water! Or food! We’ll all be starving and fighting ourselves to extinction! So we need to quit our job! And become farmers so we can fend for ourselves!

Brain:…you really don’t want to make this phone call, do you?

Nerves: I CAN’T SEE THEIR FACE!

Brain: Alright…well, if that’s how you feel, how about I go and talk to our boss then and—

Nerves: NERVOUS!

Brain: That’s what I thought. I’m dialing.