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Gus: So, I see you've finally decided to sort through that pile of mail from the previous race. How long has it been already? Months?
Shawn: Don't mock me, Gus. I consider it a miracle of sorts that I'm even lifting a finger over this.
Gus: Damn right it is. I stop doing the housekeeping and this place is like, what? You'd make Pigpen proud.
Shawn: That is not true!
Gus: Indeed it is, Shawn. I proclaim you to be physically incapable of any form of self-help.
Shawn: Hey, in case you forget, it's not like I've been slouching around either. I got married and went on a honeymoon. And then I finished these nifty Sudoku books. *points at pile of discarded puzzle books on the floor* Do you have any more of those?
Gus: Yes, Shawn, but they're for my own use. The point is, if you're not willing to do the housework, then maybe, just... maybe... *facepalms* Ah, who the hell am I kidding-
Shawn: What do you mean?
Gus: She-
Shawn: Who?
Gus: She who must not be named-
Shawn: Ja'mie?
*Ja'mie, who is in another room tweeting 'Like I bought the most beautiful dress and then I poured tea all over that bitch Priscilla and made her cry' perks up*
Gus: *angrily* Now you've done it, Shawn!
Ja'mie: Did I hear my name being called? Am I becoming the centre of attention again?
Shawn: Ja'mie sweetheart...
Ja'mie: *doe eyes* Yesss, Shawn? *fondles Shawn's pecs*
Shawn: Gus here *Ja'mie wrinkles her nose* thinks that you should help out with cleaning the office.
Ja'mie: *screams* OH REALLY? WELL FUCK OFF AND DIE YOU POVO SKANK BITCH!
Gus: See-
Ja'mie: DO YOUR OWN FUCKING CLEANING THEN! I'M NOT FUCKING BOTHERED! *storms off*
Shawn: *whispers* Now you've done it, Gus.
Gus: Shut up, Shawn. *distracts himself with the pile of mail on Shawn's desk* Bigger brain... bigger bustline... bigger endowment... *spots an envelope and immediately frowns* Stupid junk mail...
Shawn: WAIT. Gus, give me that mail.
Gus: No, Shawn, it's just someone... trying to sell an elephant. That's it, he's trying to sell an elephant.
Shawn: No, Gus, I spot a very familiar logo on it.
Gus: I told you, it's nothing important.
Shawn: Look, Gus! It's a flying math book!
Gus: *rolls eyes* Oh, please, Shawn. That is awfully lame even by your standards.\
Shawn: *tackles Gus*
Gus: Hey!
Shawn: *grabs the envelope from Gus* What's this?... Oh, wow!
Gus: *facepalms again* Good lord.
Shawn: It's an invitation to Wan & Chung's All-Stars! *starts jumping around like a hyperactive puppy* Gus! Gus! I can't believe it! We're gonna be back for another shot! Oh, I could so use a pineapple drink or two now! *hugs Gus tightly while Gus looks clearly unhappy*