AUDIO;

[engrishdetective]

Hey, so I realized something sort of important. Well, besides the whole fuel issue for McCrane, Deckerd and me, plus the fact the humans probably are sorely missing what it's like to have a bath and I myself am regretting the lack of polish--

But, no, besides all that. I checked the date and I realized: OH NO! I am in dire need of fireworks.

So give me a ring if you happen to spot any. This is terribly important! It's for fancy Earth reasons, I swear.

Comments

[brokendown]

Rodger! You're one talk away from the best-tasting, hardest-partying night of your life. [Breakdown grins just thinking about getting overcharged with mechs like Gunmax and his friend. Gunmax seemed like the kind of guy you'd want at a party. Up for anything, probably great stories, drink you under the table. Yeah. Great idea. Great idea to forget about being stranded away from the rest of the crew holed up in a workshop.]

[engrishdetective]

Feh! Partying. You know it's a depressing life when I haven't even had one to take part in! I'm in, if all goes according to plan.

Thanks for the invite, Breakdown.

[The last party the Brave Police had? He wasn't even really part of. ... That, and it didn't end well, anyway.]

[brokendown]

Ain't that the truth. And any time, Gunmax. Looking forward to hearing from you two. [comm out.]
[Breakdown turned back to trying to make sense of his new quarters and find that wax to make Knock Out happy, all while thinking about the truth : a life without parties is hardly a life at all.]