[Open with the two janitors sweeping the floors of a dimly-lit hallway. Suddenly, a woman in a black suit and sunglasses appears from around the corner, dragging a body bag behind her.] Blonde Janitor: [yawning] Hey there, you guys new around here? Hitwoman: [smiling coyly] Something like that. Just taken care of some business. Brown-Haired Janitor: [nodding] Yeah, we get that a lot. It's kind of the downside of being janitors in a hitman agency. Blonde Janitor: [shocked] Wait, you're a hitwoman? That's awesome! How'd you get into that line of work? Hitwoman: [shrugging] Mostly just stumbled into it. I needed a job with flexible hours, and this seemed like the perfect fit. Brown-Haired Janitor: [sarcastically] Yeah, nothing screams "flexibility" like knocking people out with chloroform and stuffing them into body bags. Hitwoman: [laughing] Hey, you gotta do what you gotta do. Blonde Janitor: [curious] So, what's in the bag? Hitwoman: [smiling] Just taking out the trash. Brown-Haired Janitor: [nodding] Ah, gotcha. We're actually on our way to take out some trash too. Wanna come with? Hitwoman: [grinning] Sure, why not? Three janitors cleaning up the streets? Sounds like the start of a bad joke. [All three walk out of the hallway together, dragging body bags behind them. The screen fades to black as the sound of sweeping and laughter echoes in the distance.]