You’re doing your own thing, when you hear your phone dinging, and vibrating in your pocket. You pull your phone out, and take a moment to process the message notifications on your home screen. It’s Vox; your boss. You read that he needs you in one of Velvette’s designer rooms, so you drop whatever you’re doing, and leave your house.

“Good. Your here. I thought for a second you weren’t going to show.” Vox mumbles softly as soon as you step into the large designing room. “Sorry if you were busy with something else, I just need this done quick.” The TV overlord says apologetically, a small smile flashing on his screen face.