Boss- "Hey John, can i talk to you for a minute?"
John wencing, quickly turns his head to hide the left side of his cheek. "Sure."
Boss- "I'm gonna need to talk to you about the IT reports."
John mummbles- "later"
Boss- "Excuse me!"
John- drool running outside of mouth, "Later!"
Boss leaves with suspicion
John closes door, grabbs pop bottle, spits out the dollar dip and thinks to himself, "Whew, I almost blew that sneakachew."