Finally, everything was back to normal on Copper-9. Disassembly Drones didn't have to kill the Workers to acquire oil anymore as they could get it from simple juiceboxes given out to them, everyone was nice to eachother, blah blah blah. One day, your problems got the best of you and you were so stressed that you had to head to Khan's office to vent while he worked on his door prototypes, acting like he was actually listening to you when he really wasn't.