A man is following instructions he received from a prospective employer that instruct him to follow the dingy, underground tunnel he is currently traversing until he finds a door at the end of the hallway. When he reaches a T-intersection, he is thrown off because the directions said he should find a door where he does not. Undeterred because of his desperate need for a better job and more money, he turns right and follows that tunnel until he comes across a door. After knocking and waiting for a minute, an old man opens the door in a robe, saying he just exited the bath. The man informs him that he is here to start working, but when he is prompted for a password, he is dumbfounded, never having been told of a password. He pleads with the man, saying how desperately he needs the job, but he doesn't budge. Instead, he gives him a series of hints about the word: it begins with D, it has to do with water, and it fits in the palm of your hand. Not knowing any word that meets the criteria, the word 'dabchick' —a type of water bird — slips from his lips before he knows it. The old man declines, arguing with him for a bit about how a dabchick would not necessarily meet the criteria. After a bit of arguing and begging, the old man is convinced to at least try the password with his superior. When he does, his superior—a dabchick—quacks that the man is fifteen minutes late.