[Marco the Glukkon]

Zuka smoked his cigarette and looked at the Glukkon (Arnie) up and down.

"So...he's the boss eh? Hmph...." Zuka thought as he took another long drag.

"He's a little too cheerful for a Glukkon. Oh well, I should be so lucky I suppose...."

Zuka watched as Ike talked to the Glukkon, laughing inside.

"Hmm....look at him, he's shaking like a baby slig...what a fool. He think's he's going to get a good job here...noone's gonna hire a squirming slog like him."

Zuka laughed silently as he stared up at the cold interior of the area...

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Clem quickly came to attention as he saw Arnie talk to Ike. He did not want to make a bad impression, because he wanted a great job just like Ike might get. The anticipation started to kill him.

"THERE HE IS...OH CRAP IT'S HIM.....Crap...crap...crap!!" Clem looked around, frantic to find a place to hide. Nothing but metal walls and cold steel.

"Ok ok...get a grip Clem..you're just getting a job...a nice job...and listen to Ike....watch Ike...I mean, he's talking right to Arnie and his arms arn't getting ripped off...so you have nothing to worry about....."

Clem put his hand up to his face and wiped his bald head. Finally, he had a stern look on his face.

"Alright....let's goooooooo!!!"

He was just about to walk over, when he fell flat on his face.

"I CAN'T DO THIS!!! I think I pulled something......"

While on the floor...he managed to mumble...

"Uh...Mr. Arnie...sir...can I come too...? I need a job.... I think that white slig back there needs one too.....ow...."