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Arnie grinned slightly at the sceene the small Scrab caused. "Let's hope it doesn't want to taste other meat than Scrab." he said.

Dionysia mentioned her talk with Martha. "I see. I'll think of something for her to do. Sooner or later..." said Arnie. After Dionysia left to see another Mudokon at the door, Arnie turned back to Martha. "To tell you the truth, I find it hard to find a suitable job for you. Mudokons don't usually get desk jobs. I can't think of any..."

At this point, he noticed some old papers attached to the wall he haven't noticed before. Some were advertisements for products, but there was a specific one which gave Arnie an idea. It was an Employee Of The Month poster, with a picture showing a Mudokon, standing next to a floor waxing machine.

"I think I have just found a job for you. It needs some planning, but it could work. I need to consult a technician first." He turned around to see if RG was around. The robot was outside, waiting with the other Sligs. "Hey, RG, do you have a minute for us?" called Arnie.

RG turned to face Arnie and ran inside. "Present. How can I be of assistance, Boss?"

"You see, I was talking with this Mudokon called Martha here." said Arnie, inclining his head towards the Mudokon. RG looked at her, but didn't say anything. Arnie continued. "She's unable to walk, but she's willing to work. Is there a way to attach a floor waxing machine to her wheelchair. Not permanently, of course." he added, in case Martha objected against the idea.

"I don't mean disrespect, Boss, but you must be aware of the current situation in the factory. I am needed to eliminate the loose Wildlife organics, so production will not be set back because of them. You know that my primary function is to protect the functionality of Rupture Farms and your personal safety. I would hate it to fail any of these objectives." said RG.

"I understand. Don't worry, you can hunt those animals as long as needed." said Arnie.

"May I suggest you something, Boss?" asked RG. "There is a Mudokon who could carry out the modifications needed for the female Mudokon organic's wheelchair. I can make a design in an instant, which the individual can follow."

"That's great! And who would it be?" asked Arnie, interested and glad of the proceedings.

"Scrab Legs anyone?" asked Rick, who approached the table where they stood, carrying a plate of Scrab Legs. RG looked at him. After a few seconds, Arnie understood too. Rick, of course, didn't. "What? What's going on?" he asked, looking at each of them in turn.

"I have found you an opportunity to practice metalwork, Mudokon organic." said RG.

"Uh... Great...?" said Rick, unsure of what RG had in store for him.

"So, what do you think Martha? Is floor waxing OK with you?" asked Arnie.

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"We don't know exactly." said #7 Slig to Niko. "We already met a Scrab, but there could be anything in the corridors. I suppose you have a gun, don't you?"