Silver had returned from doing an intense row of pizza deliveries for he was about to collapse on the stairs for getting too hot from overworking himself. "Sheesh; when is it that I'm ever going to get a break?"

"That's a good joke!" Vector laughed upon having finished counting all the money in the cash register. "You'll get that when you learn to clean up your act!"

Silver squinted his eyes upon grabbing a nearby pizza slice with his psychic power. "But you say that every week-"

"Yes I know I'm consistent with it." Vector boasted upon deciding to just take his leave there.

Silver sighed in disappointment. "Man this job really sucks."

"But does it blow?" Space Ghost pointed out while blowing everything around in the kitchen with a vacuum.