Thurday, 3:15pm.

Hammershammer & Co is a pretty buttoned-down office. The coffee is sour, the cubicles are tawny, and everyone plays their part to make sure the work is worky. But that doesn't mean they don't like to have fun once in awhile. As soon as Planet Rock starts blasting out of the anachronistic transistor radio, Darrel from shipping becomes uncharacteristically confident, with gusto and agility. Regina's airy yet sure undulations complete the scene and for a moment there's nothing but movement and you and me and now. Everyone feels proud to work at Hammershammer.