It's dress rehearsal time on the set of Saturday Night Live. A new intern, having been hired for one episode, arrives at NBC's studios, excited as can be. He heads to the front of the set and is directed into a closet to get suited up for practising an SNL sketch. He chooses a suitable suit, pair of pants and buttons himself up. At last he comes to a row of footwear. His eyes are immediately drawn to a flash-looking pair of shoes, polished to a shine and cobalt black. He goes for them, but is suddenly tackled by a floor manager before he can lay a finger on the pristine footwear. As he gets up and dusts himself off, he glares at his attacker. ""The hell was that for?"" ""Sorry, sir. I'm afraid you're gonna have to pick another pair."" He tilts his head, confused. ""Why?"" ""Because these boots are made for Walken.""