Larabee walked into the Chief's office. He had a large paper cup filled with milkshake, which he was drinking from a straw.

"You wanted to see me, Chief?"

"Yes. Sit down, Larabee."

"No thanks. I'll just stand."

"Suit yourself. Larabee, this won't be easy to say, so I'll just say it: You're fired!"

"Fired?"

"Yes. I'm sorry."

Max and 99 walked closer to Larabee. 99 put her arm on his shoulder.

"But why?"

"You are just too incompetent, Larabee."

"Give me one example of my incompetence!"

While saying this, he brought his hands up in back of him—spilling his drink over poor 99's shirt!

"I can pack my things in 15 minutes," he said.

"I'll give you 30:00," said the Chief.