(bmg runs into the lockeroom and slams the door)
bmg: Son of a...... (takes a deep breath) These guards just wont give up. I have to get to the gm office, I have an urge to cause trouble tonight, and with this random attempt to ban me from the show, that makes me definitely wanna come to work today.
(bmg grabs a steel chair and bashes the skull of a security guard who ran in)
bmg: Ok then, next one to walk in may get hurt.
(bmg awaits as someone approaches the door)
(bmg stands back as the door opens, but a cat walks in)
bmg: Anticlimatic?
(bmg picks up the cat and throws it in a trash can)
bmg: I dont have time for this crap.
(bmg leaves the lockeroom)