Steve: How ya doin', Conan?
Conan: Uh, fine. Thanks, Oompa Loompa.
Steve: Please, call me Steve.
Conan: Ok, Steve. Uh, tell me, why won't you work for Willy Wonka?
Steve: Are you kidding? Singing those stupid songs all day? It's beneath me, it's degrading.
Conan: Ok, alright, that's fair. Well, what do you do?
Steve: I sell suits at the "Men's Warehouse". I have my dignity.
Customer: Excuse me. Can you help me? [music plays]
Steve: [sings] Oompa Loompa goopa-dee-doo, I've got a nice new suit here for you. Oompa Loompa deekity-dee, I'll even throw in some sweaters for free.