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== /tg/ gets a job at the LGS pt.2 ==

*/co/ walks around the corner and massive amounts of dust start clouding up.*

CO:/a/, you can head home now, I'll cover the register for the rest of the day.

A: Later then, and I hope this new guy is worth it.

*/a/ walks out the door, /co/ walks into the backroom and begins rummaging through binders on the shelves

*Flash to the corner with /tg/ he is frantically organizing what little is there and clearing out dusty manga volumes.

CO: Man, he sure is making a lot of noise, I hope he isn't making too much of a mess. Well, he is going to have to clean it up anyway, so not my problem.

*/co/ pulls out a binder and grabs 3 pieces of paper and makes copies of them, and a huge crack is heard, /co/ facepalms)

CO: Maybe I did make a mistake, but I can't just fire him, he is a good friend.

*The order sheets finish copying and he puts the masters back into the binder. He then quickly studies the sheets themselves.

CO: Yikes, these things are really expensive, now I remember why I stopped stocking them.

(NOTE:elapsed time, 4 minutes 47 seconds)  */co walks out of the backroom and rounds the corner to /tg's workspace, only to be amazed at the sight of thee pristine gaming tables, several stools, and yards of unused shelves, all with temporary labels.

CO: I-uh-How (he collects himself) Ok who else is here (he looks under the tables), how the hell did you get all this done so quickly?

TG:( he holds up a red hammer) Red ones go faster.

CO: I...what? Uh, anyway, here's those order form-

*/tg/ pulls them out of his hands excitedly*

TG: Alright just what I needed, I'll have these done in a jiff. Hope the business has enough capital for this.

*/tg/ pulls a red pen out of his pocket and begins filling out the order forms with amazing speed and accuracy.

CO: I can take out a loan if...

TG: All done, here ya go...unless you want me to phone these in as well.

CO: How in the hell? That should have taken you at least an hour to do!

*/tg/ hold up his pen*

TG: I told you, red ones go faster.