Beep gave her head a slight shake. “Oh no, I could never do Mr. Sir’s job for him,” she said. “Although, I am pretty good at fixing things. And hey, you’re always welcome to stop by our place if you need advice or just want to talk.”

“Hey, that sounds like fun, though,” Quartz spoke up. “Not only are you two brother and sister, but you’re co-workers now too!” she leaned back in her seat. “Kinda wish I had a sister too…”

The girls sat eating in silence for a minute, until Bowyetta noticed something: Barrette was starting to look tired, and was drooping her tiny metal head over the table. Bowyetta picked up her daughter. “Um… Bowyetta is sorry to be interrupting, but… She is thinking Barrette is needing of a nap.”

“Hey, thanks!” Marie smiled. “But, um, where do you come from…?”

“Don’t worry,” the Repairman assured her, “I’ll show you sometime.”

They said nothing as Quartz expressed fascination at their new working conditions, though the Repairman let out a small sigh. She wouldn’t want someone made to take her job, would she?

Marie, meanwhile, simply ate, taking in the Repairman’s friends. She enjoyed their food, and they were happy to see her, it seems. Maybe she could ask for some culinary advice sometime.

“Oh, all right,” the Repairman said cheerfully, looking at his siren light. “I should get going too…”

Marie coughed.

“…We should get going too,” the Repairman corrected himself. “Thanks for coming!”