Julie: Hello there Lance.

Lance: Hello Julie. Thank you for having me. This is increible. Simply incredible.

Julie: Umm.. right.. So.. how's life and what not?

Lance: Its incredible.

Julie: Ok, no offense Lance.. but if you say the word "incredible" one more time, I'll be forced to hit you upside your head. No joke.

Lance: I'm deeply sorry.. I didn't mean to make you angry. Let's be friends. BEST friends. *Lance grins evilly*

Julie: Ok.. umm.. your scaring me. Anyway.. How's your tour going so far?

Lance: Well.. quite frankly.. its incredible--

Julie: *jumps up* IF I HEAR THAT FREAKIN' WORD ONE MORE TIME I'MA BEAT YOU LIKE A RED-HEADED STEP CHILD.. AND YOU DON'T WANT THAT LANCE.. YOU DON'T. SHUT... UP!

Lance: Ok, I'm sorry, I'll watch myself.

Julie: *sits down* Good, now, how's the tour?

Lance: Its incred.. I mean great. We love the fans, they make this all possible.

Julie: Ok, that was pure bullshit. Tell me the truth Lance.. when those screaming, little girls grab at you.. you get irritated huh? You just wanna SCREAM don't you?

Lance: Well, to tell you the God honest truth, yes.. yes I do. I just wanna scream "GET THE HELL OFF ME YOU STUPID LITTLE FUCKIN' BRAT!!" I want to start pulling at their hair, and let them see how it feels. I want to yell in their face, and tell them they won't EVER have a piece of the BassMaster.

Julie: Riiiiight..

Lance: And thats all I have to say about that.

Julie: Your not JC bitch, shut up.

Lance: That wasn't very nice..

Julie: Oh well, you'll live.

Lance: You don't like me much.. do you Julie?

Julie: Well, you tend to piss me off.

Lance: I know.. thats why I have prepared a special little number just for you.

Julie: Umm.. no, thats quite alright.. really..

Lance: Oh no, I insist.

Lance rips off his cloths to reveal a mesh see-through shirt and tight leather pants underneath.

Julie: Oh dear gawd.. please no..

The song "I'm Too Sexy" begins to play.

Julie: OMG.. STOP!

Lance begins dancing around like a flaming idiot.. hands waving in the air.

Lance: "I'm too sexy for my shirt.. too sexy for my shirt.. so sexy.. yeah it hurts.."

Lance pulls off his shirt and throws it at Julie's head.

Julie: OH DEAR LORD! GET AWAY FROM ME! YOU SAD, STRANGE LITTLE MAN!

Lance: "I'm too sexy for my car.. to sexy for my car.. too sexy by faaaaaaar"

He then proceeds to steer an imaginary steering wheel.

Julie: Thats it.. I'm leaving.

Lance: "I'm a model.. you know what I mean.. and I do my little turn on the cat walk.."

Lance grabs Julie's arm as she's trying to leave the room. He starts strutting down an imaginary cat walk, pulling Julie with him.

Julie: Let GO of me you sick freak! You scare me, and I want to get as far away from you as possible. You are sick! SICK I TELL YOU!

Lance: "Yeah.. I shake my little toosh on the cat walk.."

Lance starts backing his ass up.. stopping from time to time to smack his ass to the rhythem.

Julie: *Pulls away from Lance* You are SICK! You SCARE me! I AM LEAVING!

Julie runs out of the room, screaming like a maniac, as Lance looks on.

Lance: Oh well..

Lance continues dancing around like a fool. He looks around the room to make sure no one is there, then attempts to breakdance. He fails miserably.