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UN: Mr. and Mrs. Gluskin

[killsyourdarlings]

Awaken, machine.

un: DoctorRobotnik

[evilgrows]

I'm up already, what do you want?

[killsyourdarlings]

Bring yourself to me. There's work to do.

[evilgrows]

Of course there's work to do, I'm doing it.

[Ugh. He's been making a small amount of headway on his firewall, but not enough to ignore orders.]

Where are you?

[killsyourdarlings]

I'm at the shop, naturally.

5341 2nd St.

Come alone.

[evilgrows]

Fine.

[He hates not bringing his drones along with him, but he does arrive at the shop without any backup, grumpily heading on in.]

So what do you want this time?

[killsyourdarlings]

Ah, my machine.

( he inhales deeply. )

I can tell you've been sullied by no other.

( he's gotten even more creepy, if that's possible. )

[evilgrows]

[Ugh. It's the kind of thing that might give a guy goosebumps, if he had skin. Fortunately it's not something he normally has to deal with.]

I have better things to do than get "sullied," [he says, of course including the air-quotes.] Don't tell me you dragged me over here just to check.

[killsyourdarlings]

( robotnik should be flattered eddie considered him worthy of his scent at all!!! )

No, but it's a good reassurance of what's to come. Sit, machine. I'd offer you tea, but you've forgone your ability to drink and eat as man would. ( so eddie will just have tea for himself as he sits in an adjacent vintage, cushy chair. )

No doubt you've seen the campaign posters calling for the re-election of Mayor Karst.

UN: King of Junkertown

[legitmate]

r u da dokter round deez partz??

un: DoctorRobotnik

[evilgrows]

Depends on the kind of doctor you need. I'm not a medical doctor, although I'm capable of some procedures. I'm a machines kind of guy in the end.

[legitmate]

EVN BETA
JUS WUT I KNED

HOW MUTCH 4 A PROSEEDJA

[evilgrows]

What are you looking for? Can't give you a quote without some idea of what work is necessary.

[legitmate]

AAA
WELL
ITS

A DIZCRET MADDER

CN I RELY ON UR DIZCRESHUN?

[evilgrows]

I can assure you that I don't care enough about you to talk to people about it.

[legitmate]

OK

LASS QWESSHUN

R U A BOY DOKTER
OR A GIRL DOKTER

DIS IS IMPORTENT

[evilgrows]

I'm a robot doctor.

But I'm a man if you find that important enough.

Text | Mrs. Gluskin

[ungratefulbride]

Have you heard from Eddie at all?

I know he's always bothering you.

text; un: DoctorRobotnik

[evilgrows]

Surprisingly, no. Maybe he fell into a very deep hole. Wouldn't that be fun!

[ungratefulbride]

He wasn't at the shop today either. Or the hotel.

Won't answer his phone.
Do you think he's been killed?

[evilgrows]

Oh, I hope so! Imagine not having to deal with that idiot, at least for a little while. Can't wait to see how much I can get done!

[ungratefulbride]

[Look it's not that he doesn't hope so too...]

Right.

I should probably call his clients and apologize for delays.

[evilgrows]

You do that, because I sure as well won't. Consider this my 0-weeks notice.

[ungratefulbride]

Okay I'll do that. I'll take care of it.

For what it's worth, I'm sorry for how he treated you.

[Now how the hell is he going to handle this???]

[evilgrows]

Eh, you never exactly looked particularly chipper about the situation yourself. I can't blame you too hard.