[Fade into a non-descript office; various people are milling about.
MARVIN is typing at his desk.  MARGARET is fussing with papers.  The
door opens and HELEN walks in.]

HELEN: Hey, folks.

MARVIN: [not looking up] Where the heck have _you_ been for the last
	two hours?

HELEN: I was getting my hair done.  Didn't you get my voicemail?

MARVIN: [looks up, leers] Yeah, but i didn't believe it; way i figure
	it, there's no helping your hair, and by the looks of things,
	it seems i'm right. [guffaws]

HELEN: [narrows eyes, sneers] You DARE!

[HELEN's eyes start to glow, and her hair suddenly turns into a
writhing mass of hissing snakes.  She gazes at MARVIN, who obediently
turns to stone.  HELEN looks around.]

HELEN: Anyone _else_ got any comments about my hair? [peers at MARGARET]

MARGARET: [averts her eyes] It's-- it's lovely!  Wonderful!  I really
	should go there soon!

[HELEN snickers softly and walks towards her desk.  Scene blurs
slightly.  Shot of product and name appear on screen.]

VOICEOVER: _Gorgon_ hair products.  Available only at X Industries
	Hair and Brain Salons.

[Fade out.]


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