“Hmm… I think I know of one I can get to quickly.”
The blot pulled out a cork and plugged the bottle.
“Of course,” he mused, “this would have to be done carefully, to avoid as many sequel hooks as possible.”
The Repairman winced at a sound only he could hear.
“If the bottle remains unprotected, it could crash against some other perpetually falling object….but the more it’s safeguarded, the more likely the Law of Irony will take effect.”
The Repairman looked back up at Shinko.
“Funny how we Toons are inconsistently savvy, isn’t it?”
Shinko giggled a bit at the inky blob.
“I wouldn’t know, Mr. Repairman. Most of the time, I don’t notice! I’m still trying to figure stuff out, you know.”
The Repairman’s eyes widened somewhat in surprise.
“Oh? Well, just be careful with situations like this….unless you aspire to take a major role in an adventure, in which case, feel free to tempt fate all you want.”
Siblings-a-Fixin' 