Walking into the office building, you are greeted by a troop of primates in suits. One of them shakes your hand; another carries a suitcase, which drops from their hand. Upon hitting the ground, the suitcase spills open and a seemingly infinite amount of bananas comes pouring out. You shake that off, thinking you are hallucinating. You get to your office, and within a couple of minutes, you hear a knock on the door. You go over and crack open the door slightly. With the door slightly ajar, a massive, hairy hand grips the doorknob, and forces the door open. You look up at the gorilla that stands in the doorframe. Their suit appears to be ripping at the seams. It then hits you like a freight train: This isn’t any normal business. No. This is some monkey business.
