"Hey, if I can handle doin' secretary work for a dog and a bunny, I think you can handle doin' a little shop work," Reno noted, and then shrugged. "Ain't all I been doin' lately," he tentatively added. "Been takin' a few odd jobs on the side. Might not be able to keep it up after grad. But I hear she's lookin' for the sorta person who can put up a believable front and handle a gun. And it's good for not gettin' rusty in the meantime, yo."

Such casual conversation. Heeey. What was that weird-ass thing in the pen behind them? Don't mind Reno, he had to go investigate.