Anic wakes up.
Um, bartender, another one of those please.
Notices a new vending machine in the corner, covered in dust as though it had an uninteresting past. The maching glows into life with blue and yellow back lighting, its customer proximity program kicking into life as Anic approaches it. Anic produces an old Altarian Dollar and feeds it into the slot. The Front of the machine opens up...
The machine launched into its sales pitch with a tinny jingle and a slogan:
Hey, Hagrabiscuit!® The greatest™
You'll love this guys®©™...
Hmm, good old fashioned Dentrassi Catering.
Surely all of these machines were in museums by now...
Anic pulled the operating lever down and the machine swallowed the dollar with a heavy clink clink of finality. Anic picked out the yellow spungy biscuit and smeared the blue sludge followed by the green sludge on it.
Um, chomp chomp chomp, a bit stale, but still tastes good. Machine's probably a century or two overdue for a service.
Barkeep, make that drink a Pan Galactic Gargleblaster, and hold the elephant jokes.
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Oh, so it is another bug hunt then...
Oh, so it is another bug hunt then...