[Munch's Master]

OOC: Pat, Splat, don't worry- I'm keeping Matias waaaay out of Chris's clutches.
IC:
Matias turned around to find an Intern between them.
"You killed somebody? Ah, are you the Intern named Gear who murdered 3 Circus Mudokons and a Slig Valet in an alley in Nolybab just outside Magog Coliseum? Or are you the Intern Domino who killed his master with a pillow due to a suicide note? Those are the only recent Intern killing cases I can remmeber. And I have a spotless memory."
He finished looknig through the bag. "And I believe a sufficient repentance would be to search the Vykker in front of me for a Gabbiwog licence. He is currently playing rather hard to get."
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Gorrck watched as James instructed a Steef to give out the drinks. He raised an eyebrow.
"Hey! Whatsyername! C'mere. Ya've done better than I thought you'd do. It were only a simple task, but yer've shown initiative and responsibility by gettin' someone else to do the work. Also, shows you're willing to give orders. Plus, you've somehow got a Steef under yer control, which is impressive. Tell you what, I'll give you your lunchbreak back. You certainly seem more eager than before, and more motivated."
Gorrck really couldn't work out James, one minute he was a lazy scrounger, the next an efficient Slig with an air of authority. He figured he'd either go places, or end up going mutinous.