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Team D: The official beach cleanup is over anyway! You have to play volleyball now.
Random stranger: I don't just pick up garbage during the city's official beach cleanup day; I do it year-round. That's what I choose to do with my life, volleyball is not. That remains the case whether there's a city-sponsored beach cleanup or not.
Team D: Well I've just spoken with Bernie, the chief beach cleanup organizer, and guess what? He just endorsed our game. You hear that? Your leader says you have to play volleyball now!
Random stranger: Seriously? Did you seriously just try to call the manager on me, Karen?
Team D: Do as your leader commands!
Random stranger: Bernie isn't my leader, he's just an event organizer who got a lot of people interested in beach cleanup. No matter what he says, my interest will be in beach cleanup, not volleyball. If you guys want to win you should play as well as you can, and see about getting one of those undecided sunbathers to join your team or something. You've got a much better shot at convincing them than you do me.
Team D: Okay, you all hear that? It's that random stranger's fault if we lose, okay? Not the fact that none of us have been training, or the fact that our team is made up of deflated boomers with no enthusiasm, or the fact that none of us are particularly interested in winning. Let the record show that it's the fault of that random stranger who has nothing to do with us at all!
Random stranger: Well, have fun losing I guess. I'm gonna get back to work.
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