INT. JERRY’S APARTMENT – DAY
Kramer bursts into Jerry’s apartment with an urgent expression, catching Steve off guard as he’s engrossed in his phone.
KRAMER: Whoa, Steve, the social media team is getting pretty edgy.
Steve looks up from his phone, bewildered.
STEVE: (perplexed) Edgy? What are you talking about, Kramer?
KRAMER: The tweet, Steve! The one about the troll toll.
STEVE: (alarmed) Troll toll? I have no idea what you’re talking about.
ELAINE: Oh, isn’t that from “It’s Always Sunny”? You know, “The Nightman Cometh“?
JERRY: (nodding) Oh, that show. Four losers hanging around doing nothing.
ELAINE (sings the lyrics): You gotta pay the troll toll, if you wanna get into that boy’s hole
JERRY: Benes, what on earth are you singing?
ELAINE: The Troll Toll. The Nightman Cometh episode. The one in which Charlie..you know….
STEVE: (frustrated) I didn’t authorize that tweet! How could they do this?
Steve sits behind his desk, furrowing his brow at his computer screen as David enters.
STEVE: David, come in. Close the door.
David steps inside, a proud grin on his face, holding a document in his hand.
DAVID: Hey, Steve! You’ve got to check this out. We unveiled the new lightshow for Edwin Diaz. It’s going to be a game-changer for our bullpen marketing.
STEVE: (raising an eyebrow) That seems… a bit much, don’t you think?
David’s smile falters slightly, but he quickly recovers, still enthusiastic about the project.
DAVID: Oh, trust me, Steve. This is going to be huge. We’re talking next-level fan engagement here.
STEVE: (leaning back in his chair) But David, it wasn’t even a save situation. Why are we putting so much emphasis on Diaz?
David takes a deep breath, clearly ready to defend his idea.
DAVID: I get what you’re saying, Steve. But think about it from a strategic standpoint. The win probability of a scoreless 9th inning jumps to nearly 60%!.
STEVE: (skeptically) But David, let’s not forget one crucial detail here. We lost. In fact, we haven’t won a single game yet this season.
DAVID: Oh, that reminds me, we have 4000 leftover rugby shirts from the giveaway. Looks like we didn’t get to 15,000 fans. Should I give the extras to Father Michael for charity?
STEVE: (nodding) I’ll take care of it.
INT. CITI FIELD CHAPLAIN’S OFFICE – DAY
STEVE: (enters, holding a box of rugby shirts) Father Michael, I’d like to donate these 4000 extra rugby shirts. Seems we have some leftovers.
FR. MICHAEL: (frosty) No thank you.
STEVE: No thank you?
FR. MICHAEL: Steve, if your social media team is going to tweet things about little boys, I don’t think I can associate with you anymore.
Steve’s expression changes from confusion to realization as he recalls the controversial tweet.
INT. GROCERY STORE – DAY
Kramer pushes his cart down the aisle, scanning the shelves for his favorite snacks. Suddenly, he spots Pete in the produce section, engrossed in a playful game of tossing oranges into his shopping cart.
Kramer stops in his tracks, his eyes widening in disbelief as he watches Pete’s antics.
KRAMER: (under his breath) What in the…
He stands there for a moment, utterly bewildered by the sight of the Mets player goofing off with fruit. After a beat, he shakes his head, chuckles to himself, and continues on his shopping journey, leaving Pete to his citrus-based shenanigans.
INT. METS FRONT OFFICE – DAY
Steve strides purposefully through the bustling office, heading straight for the desk of the Social Media Intern, a young man named Chad, who’s fervently typing away on his computer.
STEVE: (clearing his throat) Chad, we need to talk.
Chad looks up, a bright grin on his face, eager to receive feedback from the boss.
CHAD: (excitedly) Hey, Mr. Steve! What’s up?
STEVE: (serious) I saw that tweet about the “troll toll.” It’s a bit… too much.
Chad’s grin fades, replaced by a look of confusion.
CHAD: But Mr. Steve, it’s edgy! It’s what the fans want!
STEVE: (shaking his head) Not our style, Chad. The Mets have an upstanding reputation to uphold. Our values are a little more restrained.
Chad nods reluctantly, understanding the feedback.
CHAD: Okay, got it. So, what do you think about this instead?
Chad swiftly navigates to another image on his screen, this time revealing a series of provocative photos featuring the new Mets dance team in sultry poses.
STEVE: (alarmed) Whoa, whoa, whoa! Not that either, Chad!
Steve recoils slightly, trying to shield his eyes from the risqué images.
CHAD: (sheepishly) Oh, right. Maybe a bit too… spicy?
STEVE: (firmly) Definitely too spicy. We’re promoting a family-friendly environment here, Chad. Let’s keep it professional.
CHAD: (nodding fervently) Understood, Mr. Steve. I’ll find something more suitable.
Chad quickly closes the inappropriate images and scrolls through his files, searching for a more appropriate option.
CHAD: Okay, got it. So, what do you think about this instead?
Chad presents a new graphic on his screen, this time featuring a wholesome image of Mets fans enjoying a day at the ballpark, cheering on their favorite team.
STEVE: (smiling) Now, that’s more like it, Chad. Nice work.
Steve gives Chad an approving nod, pleased with the change in direction.
CHAD: Thanks, Mr. Steve! I’ll make sure to post this one right away. I just need to add a few tweaks.
STEVE: (smiling) You do that. Good work.
INT. JERRY’S APARTMENT – NIGHT
Jerry is playing on his phone reading the Mets twitter account when he sees Chad’s new image of a group of Mets fans holding a banner.
JERRY: (sitting on the couch, engrossed in his phone) Oh boy.
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