So if you got the chance to eat dinner with George Lucas what would you talk about? What would you ask him?
Me: So George, this wine is pretty good, eh?
George: Yeah, he he. Just like my prequel films...
Me: No George. This wine DOESN'T taste like urine. How many times do I have to keep telling you? Anyways... (Looks at wine bottle) Yikes, this is pretty expensive. Glad you're paying, you being a billionaire and all...
George: He he, actually I was kinda hoping you would pay.
Me: (Into Wine glass) Cheapskate Cunt
George: What was that?
Me: Oh, nothing. Nothing. (Pours George another glass) Here, have some more.
George: Thanks (George downs the glass in one gulp)
(I pull out a contract and will of tesiment)
Me: George could you just sign this please?
George: Sure, fine. Ok
(George signs the contract, enabling me the rights and stuff.)
Me: Thanks George. (Get's up) Well, that's all I really came for. Enjoy the rest of your poisoned Wine. Ta ta!
(I walk off, as George falls face first into his spaghetti Bolognase)
Me: Evil Laugh (Lightning strikes)
Probably something like that.
George doesn't have a food taster, does he?