Poppy: Whatcha doing? 😊
Viva: Just checking if all the taxes were paid...got Clay working on the whole thing.
Poppy: Clay? But he said he had the day off today. 🤨
Viva: Poppy, that's ridiculous *flips through her clipboard* He's never taken a day off, I'm sure he already-*sees the last page* $20,000?!?!?! 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱
Poppy: 😐
Viva: Oh fiddlesticks, WAIT UNTIL I GET MY HANDS ON THAT TROLL!!!!! *storms off slamming the door open*
Poppy: Viva...?
Viva: *offscreen* CLAYTON!!!!! NINGUNO DE LOS IMPUESTOS FUE PAGADO, ¡¡¡¡TENEMOS $20,000 ATRASADOS!!!!! ¡¡¡EN DEUDA HASTA EL CUELLO!!!!!! PEQUEÑO TROLL CON CEREBRO DE APIO DE BRÓCOLI, ¡¡¡TE DÍ INSTRUCCIONES ESPECÍFICAS!!! ¡¡¡ESTO ES LO QUE PASA CUANDO CONTRATAS GENTE DE LA CALLE!!!!! 👿👿👿👿👿👿👿👿👿👿
*fighting noises are heard offscreen*
Poppy: 🫢
*Viva is later seen dragging Clay by his feet into her pod* 😠
Clay: NOOOOOOOO!!!!!! I WANT TO LIVE!!!!! 😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫
*the door slams shut*🚪
Clay: *opens the door again* I WANT TO LIIIIIIIIIIVE!!!!!!!!!!! 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱
Viva: *grabs him by the hair slamming the door again* 👿
*more fighting noises are heard offscreen*
Poppy: ...What just happened? 😐
