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<ALOHANUILOA>

[adandyinspace]

that is exactly what i was hopin for

[Now he won't run when he sees the sign! Freakin' score.]

so heres the game plan, i need u to head over to [INSERT ADDRESS HERE] in...lets say two hours?

[Because someone is still in their bedroom, barely ready for the day, let alone a work interview.]

when u get there, just ask one of the staff that you're lookin for me and theyll hook u up with a one way ticket to my office
easy as sweet coconut pie

<rival00>

[standbyrival]

Sounds easy enough.

Except who are you? Do I just ask for the boss?

<ALOHANUILOA>

[adandyinspace]

[Dandy attempts to keep his cool, which is weird since no one can actually see him right now, but his eyebrow does manage to twitch a little. It sucks when people just don't know who he is right off the bat, why isn't he famous yet?!]

they call me dandy☆
but yea boss works too...i guess

[Doesn't sound nearly as cool, though.]

<rival00>

[standbyrival]

Dandy. . .? Alright.

[where the fuck did that star come from he wonders. welp, it's not important probably.]

[EVENTUALLY. He shows up promptly two hours later, and........hm. Hm.

H m.

On one hand, this is not what he expected. On the other hand, is this really that different from a themed Gym? IS IT?

HERE'S A 12 YEAR OLD CAT IN YOUR OFFICE]

. . .

This is Unique.

[adandyinspace]

[The uniqueness doesn't stop at Dandy's office, in fact it's probably the most unprofessional looking office to ever exist. Instead of sitting at his desk, Dandy can be found lounging in a small pool made for toddlers right next to it, letting his tail flop along lazily off the edge. Hello cat, meet fish...dolphin...pompadour...man.

Nearby is an even smaller desk, and behind it sits Dandy's...dog, who looks up and seems more attentive than her owner. He...he built the dog a desk.

When he finally decides to acknowledge Paul, he can't help but grin. All it takes is one look over.]

Well, I got good news for ya, I already know this is gonna work out. You're not the first cat kid I've hired.

[standbyrival]

[wow

Wow]

So this is what a Corporate Boss Leader looks like, huh. . .

[Mostly said to himslef but also he's just like, sitting right there, so.

He is going to aggressively ignore that dog as his tail twitches.]

Don't compare to others just based on my type. I came here for a challenge, and to expand my skills.

. . .

And make money.

[adandyinspace]

...

[Dandy clicks his tongue, the only sign of irritation he's going to give for now, before he's back to lounging and pretending like he's in paradise.]

See, that's the best thing about money. It means you can look like however you wanna look like.

[And right now he's looking like the least graceful thing on the planet as he begins to roll himself out of his little pool and awkwardly wait for his legs to return. This is fine, this is cool.]

But what I meant was that you can stick around in the kitchen longer than I can. Which is what I need, if you haven't noticed most of the staff here's human. Kinda wanna mix it up.

[Thankfully when Dandy's legs do return, they come with pants so the awkwardness ends there. He brushes himself off as he pushes himself back onto his feet and starts heading for the door.]

So how 'bout a tour? You wanna see where you'll be expanding your skills, dontcha?

[standbyrival]

[Sorry Paul is briefly distracted by that. He's seen Mers around of course but he's never really thought about the water vs legs thing. Is this. Is this like a reverse Pokemon evolution?? Changing forms? Yes, exactly, an environmentally enforced evolutionary trigger that is reversible. CLEARLY that is the best explanation and completely scientific and he is never going to try thinking too hard about this again.

He pretends to snap back to attention, even if his face just reads as Angrily Confused.]

--yeah, sure. Kitchen. Do I need to outdo anyone, or what?

[adandyinspace]

[While Paul stares, Dandy occupies himself by snatching a weirdly placed feather boa that hangs close to the door, draping it over his shoulders as he pulls out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket for literally no reason, they're inside. If he didn't look ridiculous before, he certainly isn't helping now.

Paul's comment gets a good chuckle out of him.]

Not much of a team player, are ya? Whatever, works for me. Anyway, you're gonna have to start the same way everyone else does, at the bottom. But, if you start pulling your weight -- or outdoing the rest of 'em -- you'll earn yourself a promotion. More promotions, more money, baby~

And if you do a real good job, I'll letcha run the whole kitchen.

[Once that explanation is out of the way, he finally starts heading out the door.]

'Course, that goes for everyone, so they'll probably be just as cutthroat for that sweet, sweet manager spot.

[standbyrival]

[dandy why

clearly this must be a test and this guy is like an eccentric gym leader or something

that's paul's logic and he's sticking to it]

Run the kitchen? Hm. That's kind of like managing a team.

Alright then. It's just cooking. The fact that your crew can't handle that as they are now means they're a sorry lot. I'll work my way up and then whip them into shape.

. . .

But should you be wearing that in a restaurant?