Capecon : Wrap-Up
A slightly dazed Ambush Bug stumbles from a janitorial closet in a back hallway near the dealer's room. "Oooh, my achin' noggin.."
He gingerly rubs his skull, one eye squinted shut with the pain, as he tries to stumble back to the dealer's booth. "Hey there, Cheeksie. Wow, looks like you did okay - the bumper stickers seem to have sold pretty well, and the shirts did okay... we may yet break even on this. That means we can pay the rent!"
He gingerly rubs his skull, one eye squinted shut with the pain, as he tries to stumble back to the dealer's booth. "Hey there, Cheeksie. Wow, looks like you did okay - the bumper stickers seem to have sold pretty well, and the shirts did okay... we may yet break even on this. That means we can pay the rent!"