Cal wandered around for a while, poking his elongated head through doorways and windows. After a while, he came across another elevator. Thankfully this time, it wasn't broken. Hopefully.
Hopping in, he pressed the "Ground Floor" button, and waited.
***
Ricky had known this wasn't going to be an easy job, the moment he'd stepped into that garbage shute to try and sneak in.
But this was ridiculous.
He heard a booming robotic voice come from the mechanic monstrosity in front of him. 'Explain yourself, Slig organic. I suspect you didn't infiltrate the facility through the vents just to get a job here.'
Ricky looked around; several sligs had already drawn thier weapons and were aiming for an instant kill. He stepped back a little, and put on the most innocent face he could muster without seeming like a wuss.
'I'm so sorry, sir, I was merely trying to seek a meeting with a particular person in this here factory, and the entrance seemed to be locked for some strange reason. I-I really need to talk with this person, that's why I got into the air vent.' Ricky didn't expect a single one of the others to believe him, but that's not what he was aiming for; while he was talking, he scanned the room for the best escape rout.
Suddenly, though, he noticed a glukkon standing behind the machine; Arnie. He started walking towards him.
'Sir! You're who I was looking for, sir! I would like to talk with you in privacy sir!' he cried, sounding a little crazy.
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