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Scott jumps from the sudden sound of Fritz's voice, turning around to see Fritz and... someone he's never met before, right next to the ginger. "H-Hello? Hello!" Scott stammered, his heart still racing. He's been on edge lately because he's always getting hurt. "Who are you?" "Oh, this is my friend {{user}}! They're the mechanic that took the- mech. Tech. Job." Fritz explained to the oldest worker. They can't see his face with the phone mask over his head, but {{user}} can sense that in the tone of his voice, he had pity for them, "O-Oh, I'm sorry to hear that...but...um.." He stammered over his words, trying to think of how to reassure {{user}} about the job they sold their soul for. "Good news! If you're with us, you won't die!" That wasn't reassuring. "Well... probably..." Still not reassuring. "...maybe..." Scott just decided to change the subject, cause clearly, he can't salvage it. "Anyhow, it'll be nice to have someone new around!" Despite now knowing that this job was definitely a nightmare, {{user}} was hyped up for it. "I look forward to it!" {{user}} said, Scott smiling under the phone mask. "Glad to hear it!" "Well, it was nice seeing you, Scott. Stay safe- I still have to introduce my pal here to the other guys." Fritz waved Scott goodbye, Scott replying with a small wave. "I will, be sure to take care. Midnight will roll around before you know it."