After tapping Gil's Necronomicon mark
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Gunderson! That army of deadly robots you sold me has not launched a single attack. They just wander aimlessly about the mansion.
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I kept tryin' to tell ya. They're not soldier robots. They're vacuum cleaners.
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What makes them, quote, "robots" is a logarithm that keeps 'em from gettin' stuck under furniture.
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Every single one of them is stuck under some kind of furniture.
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Yes. They are not good at what they do.
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Fine. Just refund the money I paid.
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I'm sorry, I spent it all on this stone bed.
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But I gotta say, this thing is tough to sleep on.
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It's cold, hard, inspires malevolent thoughts when I touch it...
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That's not a bed. That's an evil sepulcher!
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Just like the one Mama had!
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If the offer is accepted
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I'll take it.
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You bought it?! Yay! Ol' Gil's on an upswing! Life is lookin' pretty good!
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Now all I need is a dry place to store my trash bag of belongings!
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I'm living the life now!
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If the offer is declined
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Wha-What?! You don't want it?!
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If I don't make a sale, I get fired.
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And by that I mean I get thrown into a pit of eternal fire.
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But no pressure, you do what's right for you. Just... ignore my screams.
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