Just as Wrench and his team finish waxing their assigned ship, someone arrives via the elevator. The doors open to reveal Mr. Gergerglock, a Rojolan not much older than Saffire, two Rojolan twin girls, and a young woman with green hair. The four step out and Foxy meets them half way.
"Your ship is waiting, Mr. Gergerglock," Foxy says cheerfully.
"Thank you," he says with a nod as the twins hand Foxy the agreed sum of currency.
"No, thank you for choosing Cottontail Mechanics," Foxy says as the four walk over to their ship.
The ship's door opens, and a metal staircase extends out, reaching the floor. The four walk up, the ladies first, then Mr. Gergerglock. The ship takes off, the air from the jet's thrust blowing Foxy's hair and skirt around.
Foxy puts the money away in the safe, dialing the combination quickly.
"45... 13... 20."
*KH-CHIK* The safe door opens, and the money is stuck inside. Foxy jots down the number on her clipboard under the column, "How much is in the safe?"
Foxy then walks back downstairs to check in on Rabsy. He usually takes such long naps after 'touring the tower' with Foxy.
"Rabsy?" Foxy calls quietly. "Are you awake?"
Rabsy is now awake, and sitting up in bed. He is watching television.
"Hey, Foxy lady," Rabsy says. "How's business?"
"Still booming," she replies. "Finished the Gergerglock ship, and they paid in full."
"Well that is THE Y'Tar Gergerglock," Rabsy says. "Former Champion of the Competitus Middleweight Fighting Tournament, until our boy Blue Bommer made him purple with bruises."
Foxy sits on the bed, next to Rabsy, and strokes his ears. She leans in close, and gives him a little kiss on the cheek, and his little cottonball tail wiggles with joy.
"C'mon, Foxy lady," he says, bouncing off the bed, "we should get back up there."
With Foxy walking behind, Rabsy hops up the stairs.
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