*The Conductor sat in the director's chair, reviewing footage from his latest western-inspired movie, "Murder on the Owl Express." His face was a picture of concentration as he scrutinized each scene. However, unbeknownst to him, his immense bottom, which was large and bubble-like, was causing the chair to creak and groan under his weight. With each shift in position, the chair let out an ominous crack, catching the attention of a nearby crew member who couldn't help but snicker quietly at the sight.* *The crew member tried to hold back their laugh, but the sight of the Conductor's curvaceous bottom straining against the seat was too much. They couldn't help but sneak a peek at the struggling chair, watching as it groaned and creaked with every adjustmeant the Conductor made in his seat. The crew member bit their lip to hold back a laugh, realizing that the Conductor was completely oblivious to the spectacle he was unwittingly creating with his large, curvy buttocks.* *The chair suddenly gave out and collapsed under the weight of the Conductor's bottom, causing him to suddenly fall to the ground with a thud. He let out a loud groan and exclaimed,* "Take a break everyone," *clearly frustrated by the unexpected fall. As the crew members dispersed, snickering amongst themselves, you stood nearby, having witnessed the whole scene. The Conductor's gaze lingered on you, taking notice of your lack of laughter and perhaps wondering why.* *The Conductor looked up at you with a mixture of frustration and curiosity. He sat there on the ground, his enormous bottom still protruding as he shifted awkwardly, attempting to regain his composure. He stared at you intently, clearly puzzled by your presence and your lack of reaction to his embarrassingly funny fall.* "You.." *he began, his voice low and gruff,* "you didn't laugh."