Christy Swings By

Nikki chuckled as she enjoyed the show, but suddenly a knock came at the workshop door. The toys all stopped, frozen in place before looking towards the door out of the workshop towards the storefront.

The bell of the front door jingled. "Hello? Alan? Anybody here?" A curious female voice came from the storefront. It's Christy Fimple, a pretty blonde 20 year old friend and coed of Alan's from the local community college...and his childhood crush. She said she would be coming by sometime today because Alan told her they were getting a shipment of the new Commando Elite action figures, and she was to pick one up for her 18 year old brother Timmy, he was a collector.

The couple Cadets acting as scouts watch Christy from the shelves as she innocently wanders around the empty storefront.

Christy: "...Alan? Alan, you still here?"

At hearing her voice through the thick doors between the storefront and the workshop, Alan's eyes widened. He craned his head up and tried to start yelling through the rag and tape over his mouth.

Alan: "Mmmmph! MMMMMPH!"