As the World Crime League moves out, the old building is left as the property of the Station. Woo Hoo views this as as good a reason as any to start trying to recruit more officers to the Station, since their member count hasn't been doing so great as of late. Wrench Woo shows up to fix up the building, but once he's done with the repairs, he declines Woo Hoo's offer to work with the Station, preferring his independent job instead. The officers go around putting up advertisements that they are hiring, and within the hour, an enormous man by the name of Wall Woo enters the building, needing to sidle in through the door sideways due to his immense girth.
"Me hear you hire last name Woo?" says Wall Woo. Woo Hoo looks the mountain of a man up and down, which takes at least thirty full seconds to do.
"Well, I gotta say, so far you're meeting all of our qualifications. Just one interview question, though. What's your name?" Woo Hoo asks. Wall Woo goes a bit pale with fear, having never gotten this far into an interview before. He sweats nervously, looking down at his ID for assistance.
"Me name…Wall Woo." Wall Woo manages.
"You're hired." says Woo Hoo, and Wall Woo starts jumping for joy, very nearly breaking a hole through the floor into the basement before Woo Hoo calms him down.
"Hey, I appreciate the enthusiasm, but this is a serious job, and we've got serious work to do. Why don't you start by dealing with the weird guy in the basement? He never seems to leave no matter what we do."
"Ok." Wall Woo heads downstairs, where loss averter remains the only person still around, since all the WCL members are gone. Wall Woo sees the intruder, and utilizes his Stand, Another Brick in the Wall, to compact loss averter into a rectangular prism, which he brings back upstairs and crams into the wall in the spot above the door that he broke on the way in due to his hefty frame. The brick starts to shake violently, loss averter not particularly appreciating being manhandled, but Wall Woo simply grabs the brick and throws it into a neighboring building's wall instead, acting as a somewhat reasonable temporary solution to this problem.
Meanwhile, the members of the World Crime League have assembled at their new location, and are currently scouting it out. It is divided into three floors, in addition to a basement. The main floor at the entry level contains eight office spaces of varying sizes, a front desk, a cool fountain, and of course the elevator and stairs leading to the other levels. The basement is mostly just a storage space, but there is also an advertising room tucked away down there, right next to the boiler room. The second floor has six more office spaces, as well as a conference room, and the third floor is the throne room, along with a small supply closet in the corner. There is also access to the roof, which has a pool and snack bar. After fully exploring the building, El Diablo heads to the throne room to claim it as his own. Cybr sets up in one of the bigger offices on the second floor, making sure to completely seal off the windows before setting up his computers. Mugsy, still legless but also alive, crawls into one of the offices on the first floor, and gets to work on converting it into a kitchen so that he can prepare meatballs and maybe other foods but mostly just meatballs. Boneregard simply places himself in one of the smaller first floor offices, not really caring much about setting stuff up, since he doesn't have any belongings that aren't just always on his person. Bunny and Bunny's Shadow also both go into the same office as Boneregard, seeing how Boneregard has already committed to just hanging out in the closet.
In the throne room, El Diablo finds some kind of incomprehensible trash pile which has been left behind by somebody. As El Diablo looks for the source of this trash, Mob Boss steps out from behind a pillar.
"You have tread on sacred ground." says Mob Boss.
"We bought this place." El Diablo states.
"Your currency has no meaning to my people." Mob Boss says, being in a state of mind beyond numbers and as such having no regard for monetary units.
"Well, what did you do about the last guy who owned this place?" El Diablo asks.
"We drove them out, and they never entered this floor again."
El Diablo gives the facial equivalent of a shrug, and uses Betrayal of Fate to incapacitate Mob Boss, before grabbing him by the chains of fate and sending him into the trash can outside, into which he fits very nicely.
foul play shows up outside of the new WCL building with a housewarming gift, having located it due to the big sign saying "WCL", and the fact that foul play has never heard of Windsor Clementine. From the cracks in the sidewalk on which foul play is standing emerges a strange elf-like creature with two legs and no arms. foul play is intrigued by this proposition, and watches as the proposition slinks off into a nearby sewer grate, disappearing entirely from sight.
"Oh yeah, it's Autocomplete Aaron!" says Autocomplete Aaron. "Y'all get off to the game tonight at work?"
Aaron says this to nobody in particular as he romps around outside.
"The only reason y'all don't know what the other one is for that would never work." Aaron says. Aaron goes to the big house of work to get a free ride to his car with the big guy who has already been stuck in the big house of work.
"The ONLY one thing you could get to see is that it was a very, VERY good game, but it was just because you didn't want to play it." Aaron monologues. "I'm gonna be the first to come back to my room for a little while so we can get together for a little bit to hang out with y'all for a while until I gotta go to the game."
Aaron leaves the scene, excited to see the best game ever.
foul play rips a now hiring poster off of the front of the building and begins pounding on the door, until it is eventually answered by the familiar face of Boneregard.
"Ya know the door's unlocked, right?" Boneregard informs foul play.
"Just being polite. Anyways, I brought you guys a hat rack." foul play offers Boneregard the item. Boneregard doesn't take it.
"You seem to have our hiring poster, so I guess you're looking for a job. Head to the top floor and you can talk about getting one with our boss."
"Okay, sure." foul play lets himself in, placing down the hat rack as he heads into the elevator. Boneregard heads back into the closet in his office.
foul play sweats as he looks over the abbreviations on the elevator buttons. R, 3, 2, G, and B. He's always struggled with abbreviations, but he figures that b is for blue, and the sky is blue, so that one must lead to the top floor. When foul play arrives in the basement, he sees the Criminal Maker newly set up in this new location, but he doesn't see any sort of place to leave an application. Not finding any such thing, foul play opens the door to the advertising department, and his thoughts are flooded with accursed ideas for potential marketing schemes. After swiftly slamming the door shut, foul play retreats back to the elevator, realizing he's on the wrong floor. One lucky guess later, foul play successfully arrives in the throne room, and he presents the poster to El Diablo, who seems to recognize foul play.
"Aren't you that guy who joined us for a little bit that one time?" El Diablo says.
"Who, me? Nah, must've been my cousin or something."
"Sure. So what types of talents have you got?"
"Lying, loitering, sabotage, framing, stealing, just to name a few."
"Well, we don't exactly have the highest of standards, so any experience is already a good sign. I'd say you'd fit well among our ranks."
"Hey, do you guys know what happened to that rat thing after that whole fiasco?" foul play seems to completely forget that he was being secretive about his identity.
"Nope." El Diablo responds simply. "You can just set yourself up in any of the open offices, just try not to cause any trouble or anything."
foul play heads down to the second floor, and lays claim to the office directly adjacent to Cybr's.
A vile stench emanates from the front door, as Grillzaster stands in wait, having been attracted to the prospect of getting a job after being rejected from the Beaten Meat due to his odor and lack of skill in the culinary field. After nobody opens the door, Grillzaster lets himself in, and follows the directions on the hiring poster, heading up to the third floor to confront El Diablo. El Diablo has no sense of smell, but even just being around Grillzaster's aura of pure nast physically hurts and displeases him.
"The poster said to come up here." Grillzaster states.
"Are you here to apply for a job?"
"What kind of openings do you have?"
"Well, for you…uh…the shower."
El Diablo pulls a lever and a trap door opens under Grillzaster, sending him down a long slide-like chute directly into the advertising room in the basement, far away from any sensitive nostrils.