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<I do wanna pick this back up, just don't have the time to. >

<Hey, I'm sorry, but I've got too much life stuff going on to have time for this. I do want to continue this arc, but it'll have to wait. >

Clarence: Three days. <That's all for now.>

Clarence: No! I just want to dominate my own damn reality! I'm not trying to take over any others.

Clarence: What I'm saying is, it'll be my guerilla vigilantes. We'll be under yours and Lenna's power, and then we'll go back to our reality. Nobody in Tycoon needs to know.

Clarence: Does it have to be the military? What if it were.... guerilla vigilantes?

Clarence: Sounds interesting. Could you give me a few months to infiltrate the military with my minions? Or is this urgent?

Spencer's Secret employee: Ok, please sign this contract saying you will not use any of our merchandise agaisnt us and you're good to go. <Spencer's Secret doesn't care as long as you give them money.>

Clarence: I'm more than happy to help you. I'm a guy that loves a fight. However, I also love a reward. I'm not sure how the dimensional discrepancy between us is too beneficial to me. Start talking.

*Clarence comes running in* Clarence: Sorry I'm late, criminal emperor stuff. Oh hey, Lenna. Didn't expect to see you here.

<Sry, I'm at work.>

Clarence: What a strange creature. Hopefully this works. *He hangs up* <I gtg for now. Any reason Henry can't be Henry Stikmin, just for the hell of it? >

Clarence: I'm sorry, but this isn't sounding very appealing to me. Still, meet me at Spencer's Secret and we can negotiate. How long is it gonna take you to get here?

Clarence: Now hold the hell up! You're trying to con me into something here? And how the hell are we having this phone call if we're in separate realities?

Clarence: No idea. Hell you mean cross-dimensionally though? Is this tycoon throne not in my reality?

Clarence: It's a secret shop under the New Donk City Coconut Mall. They deal in all sorts of crazy contraband weapons and good **** like that. Entrances in Spencer's Gifts and Victoria's Secret, hence the name.

Clarence: Sounds great. I'll let you know now, I'm not the type to bite the hand that feeds me. I won't try any crazy power grab bull**** once this succeeds. Just let me know what you need and when. By the way, ever heard of Spencer's Secret?

Clarence: **** ShyHo, that's all you had to say! I'm in. I was working toward something similar, but now I'm in the fast lane. I guess I'll confide to you that I'm a criminal emperor and I've got all sorts of contraband weaponry and good stuff like that.

Clarence: I'm gonna go backwards here. What makes you think I'm the type of guy who needs military aid? What if I'm shooting for this throne, anyways? And how the hell is a burger chain owner supposed to help with that?

Clarence: I was told you own it. I guess there's nothing more I need from you, then.

Clarence: ...I see. Tell me about Boo's Pizza.

Clarence: Right. Theoretical question: how do you feel about criminal empires?

Clarence: Oh, right, that makes sense. By "served time" you mean in the military, or....

Clarence: I've been told you're a businessman. Why the hell do you sound like a woman? Anyway, how ruthless are you?

*Clarence returns to the car, slightly suspicious. Who was this "boss"? A district manager? Something felt off about the exchange* *He gets in the car with Henry* Clarence: Take us back to HQ. I've got a phone call to make *He dials ShyHo's number*

<Who's Nate? An OC?>

<I'm at work RN, so I can't. I'll be available later this evening. >

Lmao, I was trying to find a good opportunity to bounce myself. Cya.

Clarence: I'm sure it does. Shame it had to end this way, but feel free to apply for an entry-level position at burger shop. 0% turnover rate, because it's a great place to work.

Manager: It's Clarence! The burger shop guy! *Clarence opens the briefcase into an AR-15* Clarence: You can give me the restaurant and leave, or I can take it from you and you'll leave in a Cadillac. *He waves the gun for emphasis*

*Clarence waits in line. 3rd in line to be exact* *The manager is working the counter, he looks up and sees Clarence and a scowl crosses his face. He finishes taking the order and goes in the back.* *Clarence deicdes to abandon all pretense and chases him back there* Manager: Boss! It's him!

*Clarence gets his briefcase. The one that's actually an AR-15* Clarence: I've always been suspicious of this place. I think I might have a rival that operates out of here. Be ready to back me up. *He goes inside*

Oh. If you remember, Jeff was the first burger shop employee Clarence bribed onto his side back in Boo's Pizza. He's kinda a right hand man to Clarence Clarence: Oh, this? Just a phone number for some prostitute. Or a businessman. I can't remember. I'll call him later. *He puts the paper in...

Is this Jeff? Clarence: I've got them on my side. Money talks. Just gotta bribe a few more before I have the support I need to storm Burger Time's HQ.

*Clarence slips him the money* Clarence: You two divide this evenly. Consider yourself a burger shop now, but keep it quiet! I've got cooperate politics to deal with. And thanks for the number, I'll give him a call. *He leaves*

Clarence: Hell yeah it's money. Help me take this over, and you'll be on the gravy train for life. And believe me, I'm involved in more than just burgers.... *He pulls open his overcoat, revealing an impressive arsenal*

Clarence: I'm the one that rose to the top of that franchise and made it as big as it is today. Don't ask me how I did it, just get me your manager. *he holds out a bundle of $100 dollar bills* Clarence: If you help me take this franchise over, there's a lot more where this came from. Just...

Clarence: I'll take one Burger Time franchise.