Taylor Swift walks into the office building. "Polaroids," She says.
Scott Borchetta furrows his brow in confusion.
She continues, "In every album."
Borchetta begins, "Taylor... That makes no sense."
Stubbornly, She insists, "I want every album to come with a set of collectible Polaroids."
Borchetta leans back in his chair. "Collectible, you say?"
Swift nods impatiently.
"Polaroids," Borchetta repeats to himself. "Polaroids! Absolutely!"
Swift beams with satisfaction.
"Every fan will buy five copies of the album trying to collect them all!" Borchetta exclaims. "We'll sell bucketloads!"
Swift rolls Her eyes, unimpressed that it took Her boss so long to reach that conclusion.
"Of course they will," She smiles smugly.
