"We like to think of our company as a smooth-running machine," he said.
He looked around, nodded, and continued. "I mean this quite literally. The building is now prepared to assume Giant Battle Robot form. We didn't inform you of this, but your training up to this point has been in preparation for you all to form the Organic Internal Matrix, especially the Neuro-Cybernetic Tracking Computers."
People were looking around, confused, not sure if he was joking. We knew he was telling the truth when he announced, "And I'll form the head!"