Pervey The Elf

Head Elf:  Pervey! What's eatin' ya, boy?

Pervey: Not happy with my work, I guess.

Head Elf: Do you mind telling me what you do want to do?

Pervey: Well, sir, someday, I'd like to be a... a senator.

Head Elf: Now listen: we have dolls that cry, talk, walk, blink and run a temperature. We don't need any dolls that sue us for getting groped and forcibly kissed against their will!