Rayne: I can’t believe you’re making me go to the Gulf of Mexico, where an oil rig recently exploded and sank; and where 210,00 Gallons of oil are being pumped into the ocean per day. Marcy: This could lead to some great projects. Rayne: This could lead to my fiery death. Marcy: And here I thought you were fearless. Rayne: Maybe next time you can send me to Mount Doom on a consulting project for the Elves, on the effect lava has on metal objects and Hobbits. Marcy: Sounds interesting. Marcy: Who would I need to talk to about that? Rayne: Mr. Elrond, of the Rivendell Corporation.