Business was slow this morning, as it was the previous morning, as well as the previous week, and now that the blasted community center was up and running again, it will most likely be like this for weeks to come if Joja doesn't decide on whether to close this division soon or not.

No one in town could explain it, but when Joja asked Morris for a report on why the productivity of the Pelican Town has gone down, they pretty much laughed in his face when he said that the community center had reopened overnight as if by magic. Now his job is on the line and the corporate representative sent to evaluate the situation and decide whether or not it's worth it to keep his store opened.

He was shaken out of his thoughts when a well dressed man speaking sharply into a phone walked though the sliding doors. Morris quickly straightened his hair and suit jacket and put on his award-winning customer service smile, "Helloooo Welcome to the Jojama-"

"Yeah, yeah I'll call you back I just need to deal with this. Mm-hm… Yeah the store we're closing down. Yeah. I'll talk to you later. Bye."

Morris's heart shattered as the man snapped his phone shut. With an icy glare he stared down at Morris, "I hope you have an explanation for this."

"D-Dobson! It's so good to see you. I'm sure you're here to see just how successful this store is…?"

Dobson lowered his sunglasses and scanned the very, very empty mart, "I should be concerned if this is what success looks like. Well this has been a fairly dull trip, I hope you can explain yourself."

"Well, you see… uh… it all… it all happened so suddenly… it all… it all just seems…"

Dobson just rolled his eyes at Morris's attempt to muster up some sort of excuse. Having enough of this, he turned around and headed straight for the door.

"It's all that farmers fault! Ever since he came here he's been nothing but trouble! That-that- THAT FARMER SPENCER!"

Dobson stopped as soon as he heard the name. He slowly turned around, "Spencer. Are you sure that's his name?"

"As sure as the sky is blue!"

Dobson furrowed his brow and looked off to the side, before shaking his head and straightening out his sunglasses, "Well, it seems I might have to see this Farmer Spencer. Do you know where he lives?"

"In the farm on the other side of town, but I think he's away for the weekend."

"Well," Dobson turned around and walked out the door, "Looks like my stay has extended. Don't work too hard, Morris. Although from the looks of it that shouldn't be too difficult."

Spencer was never one for weddings. He never even bothered to have one himself, and with him pushing forty he decided it would be too late to even if he wanted.

"You're doing it again."

Spencer looked up from his champagne glass and looked over at his red-haired friend, Leah, "Doing what?"

"Sulking," She leaned back in her chair and gave him a small smile, "When you invited me to your cousins wedding as your plus one I thought you would've at least offered a dance like a true gentleman."

Spencer gave a dry laugh, "You have misjudged my character, then," He took a sip of champagne and sighed.

Leah gave a mock hurt look and dramatically placed her hand over her chest, "My my, what a scoundrel you are!"

"A real tramp, I am," he placed his glass down and looked to the side, eyeing the wilting flowers in a box next to him. They suddenly brightened and stood up straight, as if Spencer acknowledging their existence brightened their evening.

"You're getting better," Leah commented, "But probably not best to do it here."

"Everyone's too busy paying attention to the brides to notice a little magic."

"It's Rasmodius, isn't it?" She asked, "You haven't been the same since he left."

"If he wants to run around doing Yoba knows what instead of training me he's very much welcomed to do so," He leaned forward and rested his arms on the table as he watched the brides dance, "I have the Junimos, and Bric has been helpful as well."

"But you're working yourself to death. Surely you can't focus on your magic and run the farm at the same time. Not without him…"

"Well I don't know why he ran off," He looked off to the side, "Probably went off to find someone more interesting."

Leah looked at him sadly, "Well, it seems that they have ran out of champagne. Let's give our congratulations to the lovely new couple and head back to the hotel."

"You can go on ahead if you'd like. I'm going to say goodbye to my family before I catch up."

"Don't get wrapped up, now." Leah grabbed her coat and left the dining hall, leaving Spencer to his thoughts at the table.