"Don't I know it. Hey, you!" Mojo shouts to a passing tech. "Yeah, you with the face. Get everything we got on her! And make it snappy because if you're not done by the time I remember your name, I'm throwing you in as the crewman death of the week in Space Trek! "
The tech gulps and runs like mad to obey his master. In under a minute the tech returns with a file. "Good job." Mojo takes the file. He glares when he notices the man hasn't left yet. "What do you want, a cookiee? Get out of here! Hmm, com,e to think of it, a cookiee sounds goods. Oops, lost my train of thought, here."
Mojo hands the file over to Spiral.
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