Sammy received the letter and headed over to the RoboTraveler. He was wearing a blue hoodie and was carrying his back pack that held Joey, his snowman familiar. The young man walked to the drunken man and stares at him oddly for a couple of minutes. [Color=aqua]"Hey, drunk dude is that job thingy still open?"[/color] The intoxicated man looked at Sammy and said. “Does a mellow lark sing in the winter?” There was a long awkward pause. Then Sammy spoke. [Color=aqua]"What the fuck is a mellow lark?"[/color] Before the man could intrude Joey, who was still in Sammy's back pack states. [Color=lightblue]"Only if it hasn't died."[/color] The man wore a confused look on his face but noded and allowed Sammy to enter the employees only room. Sammy walked in the room and sat in any chair that would draw the most attention.