David and Gennie make a fast but careful trip down the service elevator and into the Physical Therpy locker room for some clothes.
"Where did you get that damned pen?" grumbled Gennie.
"Its a long story, but the boss wrote a note ordering us back to work, that's why you and I are here!" replied David.
A strange pair of employees went back up to their workstations dressed in gym shorts and tennies. As Gennie went to handling phone calls, Dave search for the pen.
At last he thought his boss had taken it, not thinking it was something very special. Dave summoned up his courage and headed for the president's office.
"Sir, do you have a moment?" asked David as he poked his head into the boss's door.
"Yes, come right in David, hey working off the day's stress on lunchtime, good very good! Now what do you need?" asked the nice guy he was.
"My pen, I had a very special ink pen on my desk!" said Dave.
"Oh yes and it writes so well I gave it to Manson in marketing and told him to order ten thousand more as give-aways!" replied the Boss.
"Thanks!" said David as he headed for Manson's office.
Meanwhile Mr. Manson was writing a note to supply department telling them to get ten thousand of these nice pens. As the order was written the shipment arrived on the loading dock. The magic pen multiplied and soon everybody had a very special writing insturment with powers over man and beasts.