Otto opened his eyes as he heard someone shouting near the office, but then he heard Slig footsteps, trailing away. "T'was a wise move... Waking us up for nothing..." he thought. He glanced over his shoulder at Arnie, who was still sleeping in the chair. "Okay, so it's just me who can't sleep." He put his head back on the bed and tried to fall asleep.
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Rick looked at Kix. "Sure, I could use some help. I'm planning to turn this place into a workshop of sorts, I have a few ideas. RG can help us too, if he's not against it. #7?" he asked, while looking at him.
#7 Slig was checking his rifle, when he heard this. He looked up. "Uh, I'm not sure... We have a lot of other things to do. Sure, we fixed the grinders, but something always happens here."
"True that." said Rick. "But maybe at night, like now. You can't work all day." said Rick, seeing that #7 Slig is thinking fast. "And it might be even profitable..." he said.
"You can't have enough Moolah..." said #7 Slig, looking around in the room. "Well, maybe I'll help, but only if necessary."
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