The room was full of hats. Each one of them ill-fitting its respective bear. No bear with acting aspirations dared miss a master class with Boris “Bareheaded” Bear, the bear who got a speaking part.
“No hat” roared Boris “ill-fitting or not, lends honor to a true actor. Don’t be slaves to fashion. Don’t walk the path shown to you by the false prophet David Malki !”. Although he pronounced the exclamation mark, he did it in a sort of inaudible yet menacing way. Almost like a supersonic hiss. “Being a bareheaded bear is more than a fashion statement. It’s more than just saying that you won’t follow Malki !’s way like a mindless minion”. He paused dramatically, then hit them with the punchline “It transforms you from a harmless creature that resembles a plush toy into something that might eat you for lunch unless you show some respect”. The roar from the crowd was deafening, and above it – blew a storm of shredded hats. “This respect” concluded Boris “gave me a speaking part in that canned salmon commercial”