He greedily grabbed the top loaf and held it, suspended in the air as he looked around at the table, in search for something. He saw a small round container laying a few inches away. The words “I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter” were labeled on it. His stomach growled as he took a knife and plunged it into the container, scooping out a chunk of the container’s contents.

He spread the ‘butter’ over his bread and placed it to his lips. He bit into the bread, happily, but when his taste buds kicked in his face twisted in disgust.

He Immediately spat what was in his mouth out and threw the remaining bread back on the table.

“What the hell is this crap!” he shouted, rubbing his hand against his lips.

He turned to the “I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter” container and read the label.

“Can’t believe its not butter?” he asked sarcastically. “I sure can believe it!”

“Yusuke!” whispered an unseen person. “That’s not in the script!”

“I don’t care! I’m not going to eat that stuff even if I am getting paid!”

He walked out of the kitchen, revealing a false set. “I’m out of here.”