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P: Huh? Huh? Huh?
ANOMALY-A: Was that your best attempt at comforting a damsel in distress? Alas, you failed to win my heart.
ANOMALY-B: We're done here.
P: O-okay. Next time, maybe I can ask a lovely Miss such as yourself some questions.
P: Again, I do apologize for making you sad.
ANOMALY-B: Save your salt for your meal, not for her wounds.
The feline purrs, satisficed by the overall conclusion.
Employee P bows graciously towards the feline and exits the cell.
The feline flicks her tail once before examining her claws.
<span class="mu-b">They are awfully sharp.</span>
As Employee P exits, the strained smile he was wearing instantly disappears. He touches a trembling hand to his pompadour before shouting at the top of his synthesized voice and taking off through the halls.
Shit. You're going to have to deal with that sooner than later.
>Try to get the B-Company agent to work on Fortune. Ask a question and get a horoscope. If that fails, send in T2 to do the same.
Presley rushes past the agent, a synthesized scream trailing right behind. She trails behind him, with Employee K following suit. Shit, she's not responding to your message. Time for your backup.
Employee T2 enters right as you cut your camera over to Fortune's containment cell.
The freshly cleaned and repaired fortune machine sits, waiting.
T2: Let's make this quick, shall we?
Employee T2 pulls out two golden coins from her breast pocket.
Employee T2 casually walks up to the machine, not in any particular rush.
The machine awaits its payment. The air is thick with anticipation.
Employee T2 drops the two coins into the machine before pushing both of the buttons.
T2: A horoscope, first. They're quite nice to reach in the daily newspaper. A nice read while drinking some motor oil.
T2: Then, I would like a fortune. If I may ask for something specific...
T2: If the worst happens, which rooms are the safest and most likely to be ignored in the chaos?
A moment passes by without any moment or sound.
Then, the familiar chugging and clattering of gears rings through the containment cell.
Two fortunes quickly get spat out. Employee T2 catches them without a second thought.
Employee T2 reads through them in a few moments before holding them up to the camera.
ANOMALY: "When chaos reigns, no one is going to bother to use the bathroom. Don't expect any visitors in one."
ANOMALY: "Born on the year of the Ox, you'll do well hanging out with nature. Animals or plants will be your strong suit today."
ANOMALY: "Lucky numbers for T2: 4, 7, 13."
T2: Thank you. I'll stew on these, lucky machine.
<span class="mu-i">Two stars will soon be fulfilled. And then what?</span>
<span class="mu-i">...It will be decided soon. By me? I'm not sure.</span>
T2: A little spice of life through horoscopes is the most one needs in their quiet life.
T2: Ah, I'm rambling.
Employee T2 exits the containment cell without further comment.
Disappointing but at least you got a work order done underneath him.
