Silver ran into the office, panting as he rubbed his head. "Sorry I took long, Vex... I was helping Sonic get some chilli dogs..."

Vector placed down his cards, apparently playing go fish with a stack of green dollar bills on his table, which also had cards by them. "Silver, it better be important. I'm losing an important match!"

Silver rubbed the back of his head as he approached Vector. "Anyway... Rotor is doing well with the ovens. It seems he's getting the hang of it!"

Vector rolled his eyes. "Pleasant. Well, just make sure the customers are all right."

Silver folded his arms. "Aren't you concerned about anything other than money, Vector?"

Vector placed his cards back up, glancing at Silver briefly. "Yeah. Cards. Now let me be."

Silver sighed as he shrugged muttering to himself as he left Vector, "Oh, what's the point of trying to reason with him..."

Vector simply shook his head, turning back to his sack of green money.