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| * Your one stop shop for all things spiritual! |
Hey! Didn't realize you were a small business owner.
Your son's involved with this sort of thing too, right? |
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* That he is! Our little exorcist.
* Rex's been training him up from beyond the grave.
* Bit of an old family tradition on his side. |
| That how you got involved in all this? |
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* Other way round, hee hee! Met Rexy through my work, if you can believe it.
* Oh, but that's a story for another time. |
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| * I'll tell ya what though, it's always good business selling spiritual protections in a town like Fairwell! Hahey! |
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| * Mrs. Mundy!! Good morning! |
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* Morning to you too, Manda!
* Have you met Cliff? |
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| * Ah! The spaceguy from Future America! |
| Sounds like I got a reputation already, heh. |
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| * Everyone's been talking about it! An american crash lands in town... what a story! |
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* Ohhh and you brought a little guy!! I love little guys!
* Is this your baby? |
| Uh, yeah. His name's Allen. You can hold him if you want. |
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| * Wow! He looks just like you! |
Heh, uh, thanks... he's adopted.
From space. |
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| * I love his outfit! These green ribbony things. |
Oh, thanks, they're uh... they don't come off.
I think they might be a part of him? |
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| * That... is that how babies work? |
Well he is from space...? He doesn't need to eat, either.
Or at least... he hasn't eaten anything I've tried to feed him. |
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| * Is that how space works?? |
| It's okay. He's fine. It's fine. |
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| * You ready to open up for the day, Manda? |
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* Oh!!!
* Of course, Mrs. Mundy!! |
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* Righto!
* We're gonna be getting down to business here, Cliff, so why don't you take a walk around town?
* You can leave Allen with us, we'll look after him. |
| Sure. I'll take you up on that. |
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