Ronald MacDonald addresses the camera, cigarette in hand.
RONALD
I'm primarily involved with voice-over work these days, it keeps me busy. We haven't all been so lucky though. The Hamburglar here...
(The HAMBURGLAR nervous shuffles into shot)
RONALD(...cont)
Well, no-one wants to advertise the unhealthy stuff any more. We tried to rebrand him as the 'Salad Burglar' but...
HAMBURGLAR
Salad's gay.
RONALD
Salad's gay. He's done a bit of stage work, like that play with the Potter kid, but it got a bit, well, intense.
HAMBURGLAR
I had to get my gherkin out.
RONALD
We'd take anything now though.
(Beat)
RONALD
Is that gin?
Ronald holds up a shaky cup to the camera, eyes pleading.
Ronald
Don't look at me.
The Hamburglar sighs, comes over to the front and ducks under the camera, towards Ronald's groin.