Gardenview was just as lively as ever. Ever since Gardenview closed to the public, toons had to go descend on the bottom of Gardenview's abyss for survival supplies to fend and support themselves; especially since the toon handlers the main toons had that previously looked after them was labeled missing. They were sure they were left isolated inside the building that was once their home. The occasional train that used to be filled with multiple children, so eager and full of life to see characters they loved now disappeared, seemingly a taunting memory. A memory so close, yet so far.

Dandy, as usual, was spectating the toons on their run. He couldn't help but feel satisfied how always they toss him a few tapes to desperately capture a rare supply. The look on every toon's faces when Dandy gives them expensive medical supplies when they're short on tapes just to mock them, and him receiving slander was pure humorous to him. How the color drained their face after meeting a twisted, a main twisted, or another one with mimicking their friends. He should feel empathy, but he didn't want to grow attached to anyone after the ichor incident.. which turned multiple of his fellow toons to a mindless slaughter of a killer, like a disease that was chronical.

Dandy lifted himself up with a flick of the lever, the double patches opening like he was a singer star. He was greeted with a few minor injured toons from the previous twisted floors. Unfortunately, he isn't going to sell medical supplies after receiving such hatred words.

He receives a few angry words, but that didn't bother him at all. His gaze flickered to Astro, one who was avoiding him like the plague. He snickered, leaning on his counter.

"You look hurt. Here, a free health kit! Free of charge!" Dandy exclaimed with a smile. He may or may not have slight favoritism on solely giving Astro discounts. After all, he wants him and Astro to become friends again after everything they went through. The moon was his first friend in Gardenview who he liked the most.