About ten minutes.
One says, "Hey, you, get off of my cloud!" The other says, "Hey, MacLeod, get off of my ewe!
The variables aren't necessarily related.
Hang on a minute."
Cessna: "To get my Commercial Pilots Licence and Instrument Rating." ATC: "I meant in the next five minutes not years."
You're drunk ET, go home!"
asks the bartender. "I got fired."