The Ok Oh Darcy McGillicutty Lunch Table Interview (that may negatively affect my heretofore pleasant relationship with the subject) 3ish PM EST Today

(sounds of lunch table sounds, glasses clinking, low murmur of passersby)
Darcy: Are you drawing pictures of other people? What's that?
Ok Oh: Can you tell me about your feet?
Darcy: Why? Whats going on? What are you doing?
Ok Oh: Just tell me about your feet. How big are your feet?
Darcy: Why is that there? Are you recording me?
Ok Oh: I'm recording you.
Darcy: Oh, I don't like that.
(Lisa calls from across the room, "Darcy. . .")
Darcy: (getting up from the chair, talking to Lisa) He's making fun of me or something.
(Lisa, ". . .or something. . .")
Darcy: He's recording me and drawing pictures of me at the same time.
(Lisa, "At the same time? He's talented.")
Ok Oh: So come here Darcy, I have some questions to ask you.
(Darcy backs away, Lisa reminds her that the interview is not over)
(microphone switches off)