Stark Industries | Saturday

[dollpocalypse]

Topher was having a bit of difficulty with one of his projects at Stark Industries today. For whatever reason, he was under the impression that a particular tool set would be all that was required to fix a fridge, and it was turning out that that was not quite the case, based on the way it kept shorting out when he tested it

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[stupid_metroid]

Samus was feeling glad that she was getting toward the end of her list of employees that she still had to meet, and she hoped that, once that was taken care of, the problems would be a minimum and, correspondingly, so would the interactions, though they weren't bad so far. She made it back into the shop sometime that day to check in on the guy with the Saturday shift.

"Topher Brink?" she presumed and wondered, holy Metroid, what is this kid doing to that fridge?

....Probably nothing worse than what you've done to your own fridge, Ms. LED lights on everything.

[dollpocalypse]

Excuse Topher for a second, Samus, as he was just a bit preoccupied with checking if the fridge was working after this last trial. He watched with bated breath as he opened the door -- and then whooped in triumph. Because he had been working on this all morning, okay, and finally it looked like it was working.

"Yes!" he exclaimed, followed by a triumphant sing-song of, "I am a genius, I am a geni-- oh. Hello."

Awkward.

He really needed to pay attention to the ding sound that announced visitors, huh?

[stupid_metroid]

Samus drifted--as much as six-foot-three woman in a giant metal suit could drift, anyway, which you'd be surprised at how well she could--closer to the fridge for a closer look, sending her scanner over it to check the handiwork and was surprisingly a little bit impressed.

"Good job," she said. "What was the problem with it?"

[dollpocalypse]

"It was broken," Topher explained. Helpfully.

[selfhelphero]

The past few weekends had spoiled Billy in terms of having to find food on his own, and when he went to get lunch, he realized that maybe he should make sure a certain someone else was eating. That was how he ended up coming into Stark Industries with coffee and bagels, looking around for Topher. "Hello?" he called carefully. He didn't necessarily want to interrupt if important science was happening.

[dollpocalypse]

Billy was the best. The best.

"Hey!" Topher said, looking up from the fridge he was working on. "You're, uh, here! Hi."

Billy was possibly cooler than science. Take note, world.

[selfhelphero]

"Hey! I, uh, I thought I'd stop by and see if you were hungry," Billy said, looking Topher over. "Do you need a comb?"

[dollpocalypse]

So, so badly.

"Nah, I'm okay," Topher said, patting his hair down once and accomplishing nothing at all. "But lunch sounds great, yeah! Apparently fixing a fridge makes you hungry. Kind of makes sense, right?"