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You came into your workplace today. You see <span class="mu-s">Ksccktt</span> working the retrieval arms.
<span class="mu-r">”How goes it?”</span>
“Oh! Hey boss. Pretty good. I'm wired up right now- got my stims and a new stabilizer patch. Putting in the extra hours for you.”
<span class="mu-r">”Thanks- though, that <span class="mu-i">is</span> why I pay you the best. Looks like we're still getting a lot of orders- my sales AI must be doing work! Anyway, any status on the iffy canisters?”</span>
“Number eighty one still has a bad gyroscope, and you've got five more that have slow takeoffs with the old gravity coils- that makes tweleve with the old batch. There's a pretty good chance of a collision in low orbit. Should we recall them and bring them to the shop?”
<span class="mu-r">”Ehh. Run them for another week- if they collide with another satellite, we'll just deduct it from the future-lawsuit account. Make sure the computer deducts micro portions off the delivery profit margins so when I go canister shopping here pretty soon.”</span>
“And how goes <span class="mu-i">lady</span> shopping?”
<span class="mu-r">”Oh, heh, guess I blabbed about that huh; or was I acting all passive and quiet recently? Kinda embarrassed now.”</span>
“Naw boss, it's normal. Especially for guys our age- get what you can, right?”
<span class="mu-r">”Yeah... true.”</span>
“Let me know what she's like. I might be interested myself.”
<span class="mu-r">”Not a bad idea. If I'd want any of these <span class="mu-i">shitheads</span> on this station as my a fellow brother-husband, I'd want it to be you.”</span>
“Aww, thanks boss!”
