Location: Board of directors Disney Company. Iger: 'How, the magical brown sparkles, will we fix GE?' Board member 1: 'Maybe rebuild it into a location from the movies?' Iger pushes a button and the seat of the board member falls into a underground chamber with a fire pit. To muffle the screams "It's a small world" blasts trough the speakers. Iger: 'NEXT!' Board member 2: 'We could change the blue milk in something drinkable and lower the prices and...' Another deadly scream is heard as the smell of burned flesh fills the board room. Iger: 'I payed a bloody magical billion dollars for this thing,' as he pushes his pinky in the corner of his mouth, 'I want to earn a magical amount of moula, not spent more!' Board member 3: 'Maybe we can do this?' (holds up photo) Iger: 'Brilliant! We do that, we still have the costumes. Call a few of those guys we gave the sack and call Kathleen to tell her we need a reshoot for the next Star Trek movie to put these in to make them canon, how are they called?) Board member 4: 'It's Star Wars, sir...aaaaaah!' Board member 3: 'They are Mickey and Minnie and....aaaaah!' As "It's a small world" battles the sounds of the screams Iger leans back: 'I don't care about that, only moula, mucho muola.' Board member 5: Next point is the monorail, your magical highness, it's kind of broken and money should be spent to....'