Steve had shown up earlier than usual today, making sure that nothing had happened the night before. He checked the party rooms, uprighted some tables, and locked the parts and service room door, which was somehow open, though he didn’t think much of it. He spun his keys idly on his fingers, waiting for opening, and his usually hungover coworker to show up 2 hours late. They didn’t have enough new blood around to fire Dave though, so he had to stick around, although customers didn’t seem to mind the constant smell emanating from Dave as much as Steve did. He rolled his eyes, and sat at the front desk, watching the cars go by. Eventually, a beat up brown car drove up, parking in the management spot, that WIlliam either never used… or wasn’t allowed to. A man with messy blonde hair and an unaligned brown suit exited the car, closing the door a few times before it stayed closed. He shot a forced grin at the car, before slicking his messy hair back in a vain attempt to make it sit flat, and opening the door.

“Well well, hey there Steve! You’re uh… here early” Henry mused, looking at Steve.

Steve just rolled his eyes, and gave Henry a half hearted wave. Henry just smiled, and sat on the counter. Steve leaned against the table, looking bored. Henry just smiles idly, looking around the empty pizza place.

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“So, what I really came here to talk about was the night shift, and maybe uh… having Fritz work alongside Jeremy.” Henry pitched, spinning his keys around on his finger.

Dave pondered this quietly. It was one of the better ideas he had heard in a while, but yet it seemed almost… too simple. Fritz was the night guard that had worked for them at the old location, and he did his job admirably. Of course, when the place shut down, Fritz would always seem to disappear until a new location was opened, and then mysteriously appear again. Nobody at the company really seemed to know who he really was. Henry looked past Steve, into the main party room at the animatronics getting ready.

“Heh… I spent a while making those ones the pinnacle of my career. Almost perfect in every regard, no complaints about them… yet.” Henry sighed, staring at his creations.

Steve nodded awkwardly, and sat down in his office chair.