Wow! It’s so high up here! I got a bit dizzy.

That’s normal. You’ll get used to it. Just, don’t look down.

I know. I know. I shouldn’t be looking down, but it’s so darn tempting. Look at all the life down there!

Don’t look down, look inside instead. It’s more fun, if you ask me.

What’s inside? It’s nothing but boring people sitting still, staring at their screens. Look at them. That chick in the corner cubicle is hot though.

Eh, plain Jane! Wait ’till we reach the thirty seventh. There’ll be a hot one!

Blonde?

Oh, she has the perfect hair color. It’s like a pale moonlight in a summer night.

Ha! You are a poet, Bob. Tell me more, what does she wear?

You work, pal. Work! Get the corner. Last time she wore a t-shirt saying, “Hey, window guy, stop staring at me and get back to work”.

Seriously, Bob. Tell me, I want to envision her. Is she tall?

I tell you what, a beautiful women is not just about how she looks, it is about how she moves. If we get lucky you’ll see her walking through the office. That’ll make you dizzy, pal.

Nice! I really want to see her now. Bob, are you just trying to make me work faster?

I am telling you. You’ll see.

What about her voice?

Voice? How can I know? I am not a telephone guy.