>Sneak to the Utility Door
You dart past the short hallway, hoping the big eyeball door wasn't paying attention. As you approach the door with the wrench sign, you listen in on the scissor-creatures arguing below...
GROUCHY SCISSORS:
...an't just stand here waiting for a form that isn't gonna come. She'd be glad! She's overworked as it is!
...an't just stand here waiting for a form that isn't gonna come. She'd be glad! She's overworked as it is!
GLOOMY SCISSORS:
...I...I dunno...it just seems...wrong...
...I...I dunno...it just seems...wrong...
GROUCHY SCISSORS:
We'll be in and out in no time! She'll see we can handle ourselves and maybe even promote me! ....And you. You too.
We'll be in and out in no time! She'll see we can handle ourselves and maybe even promote me! ....And you. You too.
GLOOMY SCISSORS:
I just...I can't...what if I screw up...what if she hates me...
I just...I can't...what if I screw up...what if she hates me...
GROUCHY SCISSORS:
What are you, tweezers? Grow a spine!
What are you, tweezers? Grow a spine!
GLOOMY SCISSORS:
I'm...I'm not budging until I hear it from her first...
I'm...I'm not budging until I hear it from her first...
