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[tradecraftdude]

MISSING

PET PYJAK
ANSWERS 2 JOEY
DO NOT SHOOT
DO NOT EAT
DO NOT FEED BACON

RSPND 2 THIS MSG W/LEADS

[ Attached to the post is a slightly blurry photograph of a pyjak wearing a harness made out of cable ties, and a dogtag around its neck reads 'JOEY RAMOAN'. ]

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[tradecraftdude]

Small station, I guess. Go figure. She and I go totally way back, though. I bet I can get her to chip in. Almost everyone else I know on this rock is kind of a bum as far as cashflow goes, though.

[ he goes back to looking at shit on his omni-tool; dollar signs are practically oozing from his pores. ]

I don't think we'll be able to handle having a storefront to start with, but if we run this as a mobile unit we can cover a wider range of customers and locations while maintaining the same base of operations.

the operation doomed to failure

[jumpiness]

Really? What, did she used to babysit you or something?

[ he thought york was from the future and marco from a time more like his, but he supposes he could be wrong. ]

Yeah, no one else I know is particularly rolling in money.

[ he taps his chin as he thinks. ]

You thinking a cart - like a Taco bell cart? It would keep costs pretty low to start.

glorious failure

[tradecraftdude]

Dude, I have never needed a babysitter! [ you get socked in the arm for that, stiles ]

But yeah, we get ourselves set up with a cart that can do refrigeration and cooking. One of us runs the cart, the other runs orders. Chalupa Joe does cartwheels and hands out flyers.

C:

[jumpiness]

Oh yeah, you could boil water right out of the womb?

[ he yelps and pushes at marco's shoulder, with a huff. ]</small. Sounds like a plan. All we gotta do is get some money. And a cart. Hey! We should find a junk yard and find one there or something. Bleach it, it'll be good as new.

[tradecraftdude]

[ marco rolls with the shove, then picks up his burger and munches it on it again, a thoughtful look on his face. ]

Yep. No biggie at all. I bet we can find something better than bleach, too. This is like, future space rock world, right? [ he claps a greasy hand on stiles's back. ] Okay, buddy, you find us a cart and I'll find us cash, and we'll get this show on the road!