Adoption Center

"Damn, that was refreshing,"

"I agree, It's actually a pretty good work out, I feel somewhat stronger than before,"

"How much do you think we made in cash?"

"I don't know, like 20 grand? It's not the best way of income but it's manageable,"

"Don't forget that the military's taking 25% of the cut,"

"Oh yeah, of course! How could I forget!?"

Moby and his team had just gotten out of the teleporter, stretching their stiff limbs and casually conversing with each other as they walked down that same long hallway they first took, heading back to the lobby and reception desk. 

And, as soon as they reached the exit of the tunnel, they were greeted by a familiar face…

"I greatly apologize miss Layla! I promise you that I am not usually that kind of person! I was simply caught in the moment!"

It was the figure of a bowing James, bent almost 90 degrees towards the secretary he had previously disrespected.