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Union Boss: Everyone, that strange reporter who is sort of sticky and sweaty is nosing about. Any chance to be on TV is OK by me, so let's make this look good. You guys in the barbershop quartet, what do you call yourselves?
Worker: Magnetism and the 4th Dimension
Union Boss: Yes, you guys. Get out there and sing a few choruses of Muons Over Miami, take along the string theory quartet to back you up. Make us proud, show them we aren't just a bunch of bossons... I mean bozos... out here trying to make ourselves into BIG shots .... (rubs eyes) why did the blue screen of death from up above suddenly turn purple?
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