[7]: [Locked from hostiles]

[boomba]

... I think...

I think... I need a job.

[why yes, that is the sound of Sam trying to hold back the urge to be ill.]

Comments

[dontspeakofit.livejournal.com]

.. yeah we kinda need money, Spence. Even I know that.

[ourspencer.livejournal.com]

Makes sense I guess...but you know if you need any help with money I can always um...

Hire her as an assistant.

Yeah! Yeah exactly! Then it's not like I'm just giving you money.

[dontspeakofit.livejournal.com]

... you totally missed the point of that. YOU don't have any money because you haven't sold anything in the past two months. So hiring me means I wouldn't get paid.

Yes, even I fail to see how that would work.

[ourspencer.livejournal.com]

I'm almost done with this statue for the Gull Reef Club though!

That reminds me I think I saw an old grandfather clock you could strip for parts down the street.

WHAT? It's Trash day we gotta hurry!

[dontspeakofit.livejournal.com]

If you get stuck in the garbage truck again I'm NOT helping you!