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Third Person P.O.V

"No."

Buster's smile falls as the woman firmly speaks, adjusting her glasses as she glares down at him from behind her desk.

"No?" he meekly repeats, shaking his head. "What do you mean, no?"

She sighs softly in annoyance, "for the last time, sir, no appointment, no entry."

Buster frowns, looking down in thought as he rests his hands on the edge of the desk. "Um--"

"Sir, do I need to call security?"

"Nope!" (Y/N) quickly intervenes, forcing a polite smile as she laughs through her teeth. "No, that will not be necessary. Come on, Buster."

"But..." Buster protests, pouting.

"We should go," Rosita urges as well, patting his arm lightly.

"Yes, you should," the woman agrees with a huff, her gaze flicking up to the people waiting behind them. "Next, please."

The group groan in disappointment as they walk away from the desk, Johnny taking (Y/N)'s hand and squeezing it in reassurance as she manages a small smile for him.

"I don't like this," Gunter murmurs sadly, Rosita patting his back with a frown.

Buster looks back, the receptionist greeting another contestant.

"Hi, how may I help you?"

"I'm here to see Mr. Crystal for the presentation."

He catches glimpse of workers pushing large equipment cases, the workers pausing and scanning their ideas so the door opens for them.

"She's, like, totally unfair, that lady!" Gunter continues with some anger, huffing and crossing his arms over his chest.

"I mean," Ash scoffs, adjusting her grip on her guitar case, "what's she got to be so snotty about?"

"I got all dressed up for nothing," Ms. Crawly frowns, looking over her dress.

Buster looks back forward, spotting an Employees Only closet.

"Sorry, guys..." (Y/N) apologizes quietly, looking down sadly as she adjusts the bag on her shoulder.

"Aw, hey! It's no big deal," Johnny reassures quickly, turning to the others with an urging expression. "Right, guys?"

They all murmur in agreement, nodding reassuringly as Johnny rests his hand on (Y/N)'s back.

"We can just find somewhere for lunch and hang out, yeah?" Johnny suggests with a crooked grin, tilting his head to the side as he looks down at her.

(Y/N) looks up at him, her frown raising to a small smile as she nods back.

"Everyone in here!" Buster urgently speaks up, startling the group as he frantically shoves them towards the closet. "Quick, get in!"

He slams the door behind them, the receptionist jumping lightly and peering forward towards the exit. When she doesn't see the group, she shrugs and leans back in her seat.

"Really, Buster?" (Y/N) groans in pain, sitting up from her spot on the floor. "I think I hit my side on Ash's guitar case."

"My bad," Ash also groans, sitting up as well and shaking her head.

"What is going on?" Gunter questions, looking around the closet.

"It's so dark in here," Rosita murmurs in concern, squinting to see in front of her.

Johnny quickly helps (Y/N) up, "You okay?"

(Y/N) nods with a small chuckle, dusting off her clothes. "I'm fine."

"Everyone, shh!" Buster hisses, rubbing his temples and pacing in the small closet. "I got to think."

Meena breathes heavily, (Y/N) glancing at her with concern and a raised brow.

"Mr-- Mr. Moon, I'm-- not to good in small spaces," she admits in between breaths, looking around with wide eyes.

Buster doesn't hear her as he rants under his breath, pushing past her and walking deeper into the closet as Johnny finds the light switch and flicks it on.

"Just... um..." (Y/N) stammers, looking up in thought. "Close your eyes and picture yourself somewhere else, like... a nice park, or the beach? Find your happy place."

Meena stiffly nods, exhaling through her mouth and shutting her eyes.

"Someone stepped on my trotter!" Gunter whines, yanking his bag.

Buster looks around, spotting a poster for employee of the month. The man was short in the photo, his skin a soft shade of brown and his hair dark brown as well.

"It-- It's kind of working, but not really!" Meena says after a moment, her eyes opening.

"Okay, honey, let's just get you out of here," Rosita softly speaks, walking towards Meena and holding her hand out for her.

"AHA!" Buster exclaims, making the group look back. "Look at this!"

(Y/N) looks at the poster, her expression becoming blank as she notices the uniforms to the right. "Buster, don't make her do this."

"I-- I mean, (Y/N)! Come on!" Buster whines, grabbing the uniform and raising it up. "Meena, do you think this is kind of your size?"

Meena frowns with uncertainty, gripping her bag tightly.

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The receptionist types away on her keyboard, the line of people gone. She looks up as an industrial floor scrubber catches her attention, Meena disguised as the man in the poster with a drawn on moustache and her hair tucked in a cap.

She smiles lightly, waving. "Hey, Ricky."

Meena squeaks, tipping her hat over her eyes as the machine continues along. "Hi," she greets in her impersonation of a man, waving stiffly.

She quickly covers her mouth, muffling a high pitched sneeze and glancing to the others. They were wearing staff uniforms as well, crouched against the side of the scrubber to hide from the woman at the desk.

The phone rings, the receptionist answering the call.

"Crystal Entertainment."

She listens for a few moments, nodding.

"Hold one moment, sir. I'll, I'll connect you."

The industrial floor scrubber starts to slow, Meena looking down at it with a soft gasp when she notices the machine beginning to die.

"Uh. Guys?!" she whispers urgently.

"Uh-oh," (Y/N) winces as it starts to whirr violently, the scrubber shaking lightly.

"Just-- Just keep going," Buster urges, wheeling their supplies at his side.

They make it to the doors, Meena taking out Ricky's badge and flashing it on the sensor. It beeps and opens the door, the machine dying just as they enter the hall.

"Good job!" Buster compliments the others, rising and yelping as his legs shake from crouching that long. "Now, into the elevator! Quick. Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!"

They enter the elevator, Buster looking around and grabbing the elevator door as it tries to close.

"Meena! Come on!" he urges, the girl trying to push the machine out of the way of the hall.

Meena sighs and grabs the bundle of mops, running over and entering the elevator with the others.

The doors shut, the situation sinking in.

"... We could all get arrested for--"

Rosita was cut off as the elevator soars upward, making her yelp in alarm. (Y/N) looks out the glass of the elevator in awe, Redshore city visible as they climb higher and higher in the building.

They make it to the top floor, the doors opening with a soft bell chime.

The V.I.Ps inside look over, all blinking in sync at the sight of the janitor workers.

"... Everybody mop," Buster whispers, everyone grabbing a mop.

The V.I.Ps watch silently with wide, confused eyes as the janitors mop, forced smiles on their faces as the mops squeak on the floor.

Miss Crawly spots some dirt, frowning as she mops under the couch and makes the man move his legs.

"Uh--" he stammers, frowning as he lowers his newspaper.

Johnny wheels the equipment behind him, remaining close to (Y/N) as he offers a friendly smile to the group of people.

"This is crazy," (Y/N) determines, shaking her head as she mops quickly. "We could get into serious trouble for this!"

"Little late for that now, love," Johnny chuckles under his breath, nodding politely to another V.I.P. "It'll be fine, (Y/N)."

"Maybe," (Y/N) mumbles in response, shaking her head as she watches the mop with furrowed brows.

They make it across the V.I.P lounge, Miss Crawly gasping lightly and quickly mopping after them.

The elevator doors open, three men stepping out and slipping with yelps.

...

Buster tries to open a door, grumbling when the handle doesn't turn. He heads for another one, Rosita sighing in mild exasperation.

"Where are you going now?"

"I'm gonna find somewhere to change out this stuff," he replies, grabbing the handle and turning it. "Ah!" he grins as the door opens, leading the others inside.

Johnny peers out into the hall, quickly closing the door behind him as he rolls the equipment inside.

"Changing rooms," (Y/N) says with relief, nodding towards the stall-like changing rooms to their right.

Muffled music could be heard, Buster looking around before noticing the curtain down the long hall. Lights could be seen flashing around, and singing could be heard.

"No one has to know... in the middle of the night!"

He jogs down to the curtain, peeking through it and gasping lightly in awe.

A woman dressed like a Queen was dancing with a man dressed as a King, singing softly.

"In my dreams, you should see the things we do," she continues singing, the man dipping her and giving her a charming smile. "Baby! Mmm, in the middle of the night..."

They move aside as they dance, revealing a man sitting alone in front of the stage. Other people were in rows behind him, controlling the lights and sound quality. The man had snow white hair sleeked back, and icy blue eyes that seemed emotionless.

"Look!" Buster urges the others, waving them over. "That's him!"

The others exchange looks, walking over and peering out with Buster.

"That is the Mr. Crystal!" he nods towards Jimmy.

"I know I'm gonna be with you..."

Jimmy sighs his eyes, groaning in disgust. "Garbage."

He reaches over, pressing a red button. The button blares as the music halts, a red light flashing. The couple on stage look over with soft gasps, standing normally with disappointed frowns.

...

"Hi!" a boy appears from a chimney, covered in soot.

"My name is," another appears from another chimney.

"What?" the original boy sings.

"My name is," another boy appears.

"Who?"

"My name is--"

Jimmy slams his hand on the buzzer, shaking his head.

...

"Abra-- Abracadabra!"

A man wearing a bright silver suit jumps into a box, his partner gesturing to it with a mystical expression. He removes a curtain over his hand, revealing dynamite. He tosses it into the box with the original man, covering his ears as it explodes.

He gestures dramatically, a little kid where the man once was.

"Abracadabra!"

Jimmy watches with boredom, slamming his fist on the buzzer.

...

"Bang! She bangs!" a man sings, wearing a pineapple on his head and wearing a skirt with red heels and a crop top.

Dancers dance with him in the back and in circles around him, purple lights flashing.

"Oh, baby, when she moves, she moves--"

The buzzer blares.

...

A woman wearing a dark blue gown grabs a microphone, her silver hair blowing dramatically with the invisible breeze.

"Hello..." she starts softly, the buzzer blaring right after the first word.

...

A group of six men play large drums in sync, the sound nearly sending the group watching back as Jimmy's hair blows from the force.

Jimmy shakes his head, holding one ear as he slams his hand on the buzzer. The buzzer was muffled by the drumbeat, the men not noticing as he slams his hand on it multiple times. He glares at Jerry, who frantically waves his arms to the men for them to stop.

...

"What do you want from me?" a girl wearing dark eyeshadow, eyeliner, and black lipstick sings in a monotone, her eyes wide as she stares at Jimmy while tilting her head slowly. "Why do you run from me? What are you wondering? What do you know? Why are you scared?"

He watches her with wide, fearful eyes, feeling uncomfortable as he slowly presses the buzzer.

...

Alice's Adventures in Wonderland play as a group of ballerinas dance, a man dressed like a prince spinning through the air and landing gracefully. He holds his hand out to the princess, twirling her around as the buzzer blares.

...

"You used to call me on my cell phone..." a boy sings, nodding to the beat. "Late night when you need my lo--"

The buzzer blares.

...

"Talk to me, baby!"

A large group sing together, dancing in sync on rollerblades and wearing bright costumes with feathers decorating their arms.

"I'm going blind from this sweet, sweet craving, whoa-oh!"

Jimmy watches with sharp eyes, his hand hovering over the buzzer.

They rollerblade in a circle, some tip-toing on the front part of the skates around them. They go into groups of their colors, all spinning as their skates light up.

"I-I-I-I-I, I keep on hopin' we'll eat..."

Jimmy slowly starts to move his hand from the buzzer, not taking his eyes off them as he watches for any mistakes.

Some lay on the floor while bicycling their legs in the air, the other dancers zig zagging around them from opposite sides.

"Cake, by the ocean floor!"

Buster watches with a smile as he nods to the music, (Y/N) and Ash talking to each other in awe as the group watch the dancers.

"Walk for me, baby!"

They line up on either side, a lone skater rolling between them and spinning around as they join him.

"I'll be Diddy, you'll be Naomi, whoa-oh!" they pose in sync, spinning around once more and skating backwards.

Jimmy's brows furrow, and he sighs in disappointment and shakes his head.

"Let's lose our minds and go crazy..."

He hits the buzzer, the music stopping as he leans back in his seat with another sigh.

"Okay, everybody!" Jerry calls as he walks up to the stage, holding his clipboard. "If you can leave immediately, single file, we'd appreciate that."

The group sigh in disappointment, their shoulders slumping as they slowly skate off stage.

"Thank you very much!" Jerry waves as they leave, looking over his clipboard.

Jimmy rises and rubs his head, turning to walk and grunting as he runs into Jerry. "Jerry! For the love of--"

"S--Sorry sir!" Jerry whimpers in fear, stepping back a few paces.

"Well, where's the next group, Jerry?" Jimmy demands, glancing around with his hands raised up in aggravation. "Why am I standing here waiting?"

Jerry stammers multiple times, looking around frantically. "How about I-- I just-- I just, uh--"

"Be useful, or be gone, okay?" Jimmy firmly says, walking towards the small bar against the wall.

"Yes, yes sir! Yes, sir," Jerry quickly nods, looking towards the stage and spotting Buster. "Um, okay! You! Hey!"

Buster, who was watching Jimmy, jumps lightly, turning to Jerry.

"Yeah, you! Guy, you're here for the audition?"

Buster blinks owlishly, "uh. Yes? Yeah! Yeah, we are."

He turns to the others, grinning widely.

"Guys, we're on right now!"

"What?" they all say together, blinking rapidly.

Buster runs onto stage to the microphone, the others filing after him. He grabs the mic jogging towards the front of the stage as (Y/N) wheels the chest of supplies after her and takes her spot.

"Your name?" Jerry questions, glancing towards Jimmy nervously for a moment. "Hey, your name, please?"

"Uh, well, I'm Buster Moon and this is (Y/N) (L/N), my, uh sister, type, thing, and we're from the New Moon Theater," Buster replies, smiling as he looks to Jimmy. "And we're very excited to share our story with you today, sir. Right, guys?"

"Yeah, great," Jimmy waves off, taking his seat with a shot of expresso in his hand. "Now, get to it."

"Of course! Yes," Buster covers the mic, turning to the others. "Okay, guys. Just like we rehearsed."

Meena poses looking frightened, Rosita smiling mischievously while Gunter grins goofily. Johnny smirks crookedly, (Y/N) smiling with narrowed eyes and Ash looking down at her guitar with a toothy grin.

The music starts for the first song, Buster dramatically waving his hand.

"This is the story of an ordinary high school girl who discovers--"

"Stop," Jimmy sighs with exasperation, pressing the buzzer.

"S--Stop?" Buster repeats in disbelief.

"He wants you to stop," Jerry confirms, nodding.

Miss Crawly turns off the stereo in her arms, frowning lightly. The gang all lower from their positions, (Y/N) and Johnny glancing at one another with frowns.

"Ordinary and school," Jimmy shakes his head, sipping his expresso and setting the cup down as he leans forward. "Two words I will never be associated with."

"Never, never," Jerry nods rapidly in agreement.

Buster looks between the two, his mouth open in disbelief.

"Where the heck did you dig these guys up from, huh?" Jimmy demands, pinching the bridge of his nose as he leans back with his leg crossed over the other.

"If you could all leave very quickly, we'd appreciate that, please!" Jerry urges, his eyes darting from Jimmy to the group.

"I need big shows, Jerry!" Jimmy growls angrily, clenching his fist. "Big ideas!"

"Y-- Yes sir, big. The biggest."

Johnny walks to the chest Miss Crawly was sitting on, grabbing the handle and pulling it as he walks after Meena and Ash. Rosita sighs as she starts to follow, (Y/N) setting her hand on Buster's shoulder as he stares at the floor in disappointment.

"Hey, I have a big one!"

Jimmy looks up as Gunter speaks, his interest piqued.

"Okay, honey," Rosita chuckles nervously, grabbing his hand and lightly tugging him to follow her off stage. "Come on, let's go."

"You know!" Gunter continues as he walks with her. "The Sci-Fi musical! That's big, right?"

Jimmy looks down in thought at this, Jerry's eyes darting between him and Gunter anxiously as he stammers.

"I mean, it's got aliens and the robots and the princess!" Gunter continues, Jimmy sipping on his expresso. "And the lasers and these amazing songs, from, like, Claw Calloway to--"

Jimmy's gaze instantly turns up at this, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Clay Calloway? I love Clay Calloway!"

Buster perks up a little, weakly laughing. "I know, right? I-- I mean, doesn't everybody?"

He quickly waves the group back over.

"Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Jimmy happily replies, waving a finger at Jerry. "See, Jerry? This is exactly the kind of big idea I'm talking about."

"Yes, sir!" Jerry nods quickly.

Jimmy rises and walks over, adjusting his tie before clasping his hands together. "So, uh... what's the show called?"

"What's it called? Um..." Buster blinks slowly, turning his head to Gunter. "Gunter, you, uh, you want to...? Uh, tell Mr. Crystal what it's called?"

Gunter grins widely, nodding as he looks to Jimmy. "Uh-huh! It's called, Out of This World!"

He gestures outward, speaking dramatically.

"Out of This World," Jimmy repeats in awe, smiling as he looks up with an appreciative nod.

"Out of This World!" Buster repeats as well, nodding eagerly. "That's right! Just imagine it," he turns to Ash, waving his hand in an urging motion. "Ash?"

"Uh," she hesitates, her eyes flicking down to her guitar. "Yeah, I got it."

Ash strums her guitar, tuning it as she plays a melody.

"A spectacular musical," Buster continues, putting on his show voice. "That takes your audience out of this world."

"I wanna run," Ash softly sings, glancing towards (Y/N) and Johnny to continue the next verse.

(Y/N) lightly elbows Johnny to get his attention, making him turn and look to Ash before quickly nodding.

"I want to hide," (Y/N) and Johnny sing together, both looking to the others to sing as well.

"I wanna tear down the walls..."

As they sing, Jimmy can visualize the scene, the background fading to a starry galaxy with planets scattered around.

"That hold me inside!"

"I love this song," Jimmy murmurs, looking around in awe as Jerry does the same with a smile.

"I wanna reach out... and touch the flame," the group sing together, Buster nodding encouragingly with a smile. "Where the streets have no name."

Jimmy slowly nods, rubbing his hands together with a crooked smile.

"Sir, your lunch meeting with..." Suki interrupts, walking in and checking over her tablet. She double takes when she sees the group, gasping. "Oh, my..."

Buster winces, Jimmy holding his hand out for her to be silent.

"Not now," he firmly tells her, his brows furrowed with concentration as he looks down.

"Moon!" Suki hisses, glancing to Jimmy anxiously before glaring at him. "How did you get in here?!"

"Hey!" Jerry shoos her away, scowling. "He said not now! Psst!"

Suki rolls her eyes at the man, "Yeah, I heard him. Thanks, Jerry."

"Are you telling me you-- you got Clay Calloway's permission to use his song?" Jimmy questions, pacing in thought as he taps his knuckle to his chin.

Buster glances to (Y/N), who squints before gasping and shaking her head.

"Buster--!" she starts in a hiss whisper.

"Well, what if I told you I did?" Buster questions lightly, ignoring her.

"Ah, okay," Jimmy hums lightly, walking to the snack bar. "So, what, you got some kind of personal connection to this guy?"

Buster's smile tenses, "how else would I get it?"

"Buster!"

"Moon!"

Ash and (Y/N) hiss, Ash hitting his back with her guitar and Johnny rubbing (Y/N)'s back soothingly.

"Wait," Jimmy looks back at Buster, the gears in his mind turning as he slowly smiles. "If you know him... then you could get him in the show, right?"

Buster doesn't reply, only sheepishly smiling as he nods.

Jimmy chuckles with satisfaction, "oh, that'd be huge for me! Huge."

"Sir, I'm sorry, but seriously?" Suki cuts in, scoffing as she walks over. "You think this little guy from nowhere can get Clay Calloway in the show?"

She crosses her arms over her chest, turning and squinting at Buster. Jimmy does the same, arching his brow in silent question as Jerry mimics his pose as well.

Buster glares back at Suki, ignoring (Y/N) elbowing him.

"Well, Suki!" Buster steps closer with a smug smile, (Y/N) groaning and burying her face in her hands as Johnny sweat drops and squeezes her shoulders lovingly. "For your information, I am not just a little guy from nowhere!"

He firmly nods, turning to Jimmy.

"Consider it done, sir."

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"I'll give you three weeks, Moon," Jimmy says as he opens the double doors dramatically, the cast and Suki and Jerry following him. "Three weeks to get this show up and running, okay?"

He grabs a clipboard outstretched to him, sighing the paper and handing it back to the man.

"Yes, sir! Thank you," Buster thanks quickly, him and the others jogging to keep up with Jimmy.

"Buster!" (Y/N) pinches his ear as she catches up to him, making him yelp and slow down. "We don't know Clay Calloway!"

"Um, I'll get back to you on that!" Buster nervously laughs, yanking his ear away and rubbing it with a sore sigh.

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The elevator door opens, Jimmy stepping out with the others in tow.

"Jerry!"

"Oh!" Jerry rushes forward, struggling to keep up at Jimmy's side. "Right here, sir!"

The helicopter starts to turn on, the propeller blades slowly starting to spin as the engine roars to life.

"I want these guys to start work right away," Jimmy states, approaching the helicopter. "Set 'em up with our designers, our dancers, whatever they need. And get 'em rooms at the hotel, okay? The very best suites. The whole shaboodle."

Rosita gasps in excitement, sharing a smile with Gunter as Meena claps her hands together quietly with a soft squeal. (Y/N) was staring down as she walked anxiously, her hand intertwined with Johnny's and squeezing it hard absentmindedly.

"Dude," Ash whispers, moving to her other side and glancing towards Buster and Jimmy. "He doesn't know Clay, does he?"

"Nope. He sure doesn't." (Y/N) forces a laugh, making sure to keep quiet so Jimmy or Suki wouldn't hear.

"Hey, one last thing!" Jimmy tells Buster, stepping onto the helicopter platform and pointing warningly at him. "Don't you ever do nothing to make me look bad. You got that?"

"Oh," Buster laughs nervously, "I will never let that happen, sir."

"You better not," Jimmy laughs maliciously, grinning with wide eyes and raised brows. "Or I'll throw you or your sister off the roof."

Ash frowns at this, Johnny's brows furrowing as he steps closer to (Y/N), (Y/N) sweating nervously as she weakly laughs.

Buster wheezes nervously, his eyes darting away from Jimmy's.

"Great job, everyone!" Jimmy waves to the group, stepping onto the chopper as his security holds the door for him. "Take it away, Raoul."

His guard climbs on after him, closing the door.

Jerry yelps and falls as the chopper takes off, his papers scattering around as he whimpers and runs after them.

"Oh, my gosh!" Rosita breathes out, bouncing lightly. "Is this really happening?!"

"Yeah!" Gunter replies, laughing and punching the air. "We're playing in Redshore City, baby!"

He hugs Rosita tightly, pulling in Meena as well as she yelps before laughing.

Rosita kisses (Y/N)'s forehead in a burst of joy, turning and heading towards the elevator with Gunter and Meena in tow as they continue cheering.

"Gunter!" Buster quickly calls, running after him. "Sci-Fi musical?" he laughs, nodding. "You're a genius!"

Gunter spins as he walks, shooting him finger guns and a wink. "Yeah, well, Mama always said, 'Gunter, you're not as stupid as your papa.'"

"No, you're not!" Buster agrees, smiling and nodding.

Gunter runs ahead to join Rosita and Meena, Ash trailing back with a frown with (Y/N) and Johnny.

"Hey, Suki," Buster greets with a smug grin, bumping his shoulder against hers. "No hard feelings, right?"

Suki scoffs, stepping away from him and tapping on her tablet. "You have no idea what you're getting into."

(Y/N) growls under her breath as she rushes towards Buster, Johnny and Ash exchanging glances before rushing after her. She grabs the back of his suit, yanking him to the side as he yelps in alarm.

"I know you're crazy, but this?! Buster!" (Y/N) hisses, holding the front of his shirt and shaking him lightly as he warbles with the motion.

"Are you out of your mind?!" Ash questions as she runs over with Johnny, holding her arms out in a 'are-you-serious' manner.

"What?" Buster questions, looking to her with an oblivious frown.

"Clay Calloway?" Ash scoffs, shaking her head. "One, you don't even know him! And two, I'm, like, his biggest fan and I can tell you, the guy is a recluse."

(Y/N) groans as she shakes her head, releasing Buster and rubbing her temple.

"Maybe it wasn't the best idea to say you actually knew him?" Johnny inputs, smiling nervously with squinted eyes.

"Seriously, after his wife died, no one's seen him in over 15 years!" Ash continues, pacing around and shaking her head.

"Ah," Buster rubs his chin lightly, setting a hand on his hip. "That is not good."

"Ya think?" (Y/N) rhetorically asks, deadpanning.

Miss Crawly wheels their chest of costumes and props near, Buster humming in thought and turning to her.

"Miss Crawly!"

She stops with a light jump, turning to Buster with a questioning frown.

"I need you to help me find Clay Calloway," Buster lowly says, glancing around to ensure Suki or Jerry weren't listening. "An address, a phone number, anything. But we've got to find that guy."

Miss Crawly nods, "yes, sir."

She waddles to the elevator, Buster watching her with a confident smile as the other three watch her with uncertainty.

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