Toontown Showdown 2

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Oh, the proud owner of this studio is this girl here, Mincer says, pointing to Lotta. It's a family-owned business for the past two generations. I'm sure she'll be glad to give you the nitty-gritty of things! Go on, Lotta! Knock it outta the park! Tell him about what you have to offer!, Mincer beams as well before turning his attention to Jenny.

And as for you, Astro Girl, we can take a lot of punishment, but you lay one hand on us, it won't end too well for you. You'll be broken to several pieces, sent to the junkyard, crushed into a little cube. Maybe if you're lucky, you'll be recycled into car parts or something else. But I wouldn't count on it. Lay one hand on me or Lotta and you'll be reduced to a pile of nuts and bolts! Because we're more dangerous than we look. Get our drift?

Oh, yeah!

I run the studio with my sister Bitta. She's out of town at the moment. Like Mincer said, been in the family for a few generations! Do take a studio map. I started out as a performer myself. Thing is, we're always looking for new talent in front of the animation cel, folks that can paint the town all colors, especially blood red! Our audiences love the classic slapstick stuff, and so do we.

That comment about "painting the town blood red" sure doesn't sound concerning at all. No sirree. Perch just nodded his head along, humming to himself, clearly interested in whatever Lotta here is willing to spill from her guts. Thankfully not literally, considering the current predicament.

"I see, a showwoman. Do tell, when will my stay in this studio reach it's conclusion? I need to get back to BBN pronto, before..." He suddenly stopped to clench the air in his flippers angrily, practically growling out his next words as if he's reading off the most toxic of poisons. "Mack Mackrel gets too comfortable with my temporary leave of absence."