You ask him about his Character(s)

“So Flynn,” you address the manager(whose name tag you only just noticed) as they started putting away some of the rejected armor pieces. Once you had their attention, you had to ask, “How come you are working today instead of at home?” Admittedly, it's not that unusual for a Prime Worlder to work during a Harem Management Lockdown but in your experience most people just stayed home either way.

Flynn gave you a narrow look before he looked around the room at each of our present harem members, “Well, it might come to a surprise but not everyone can get enough money to have a harem of Main or Side Characters.”

“Generics can be pretty nice too,” you nod. In your family’s business Inhuman Generic non-human generic characters were bred and sold to all sorts of businesses (primarily theme restaurants and other entertainment endeavors) and private individuals who just wanted an Elf or a Catgirl or a Foxgirl, etc. You briefly wonder if the mermaids finished their training yet, if you recall correctly, the delivery date was coming up soon for the contract your dad told you about. “I know a pair of Elves who can bend their–”

“Interesting…” Flynn said only mildly interested after you finished describing the hot twin Elves that you knew from the ReinCorp Office. “Anyways, some people also don’t really want a harem.” You blink a little, seeing Flynn start to brighten up and smile fondly, “I only have my beautiful sugar pie in my life and I’m quite happy with that. Since I only have her, I’m not required to stay home. Not that sugar pie would let me,” he smiles fondly. “I make good money coming here on days like this just from supervising the merch.”

“Really?” You wonder what kind of Character this ‘Sugar Pie’ was. Flynn grinned and started taking out his phone.

“Yeah, she’s very pragmatic and believes in following ‘your’ duty,” Flynn chuckled as he showed off a picture. To your mild surprise, ‘Sugar Pie’ was not like you had started to picture; a warrior guard type. Instead on screen was a pink Mobian hedgehog with extensive cybernetics being held up by hooks. She appeared to be mostly disassembled in a dungeon/lab with her limbs spread about while the Mobian looked into the camera with one almost normal eye (it looked like a normal eye but had some details that indicated it was a camera) and one cybernetic one and a serious expression on her face.

“Huh, isn’t she a Rusty Rose?” You smile fondly.

“Oh you recognize her?” Flynn looked a bit impressed. “Not many people do, it's been awhile since the last time she appeared in anything Sonic.”

“Ignoring the times she appeared in various non-canon roles like that weird Terminator parody movie that came out recently or that Oil Wrestling event last year,” you comment chuckling. The Rusty Rose that participated was absolutely vicious in how she pinned the other competitors and stripped them of their bras; she had actually gotten quite far until she ran into the favorite of the contest, an Android 18. “I might’ve ran into a Rusty Rose a few times when I partied in Sonic Land.”

“I got my sugar pie through their gift shop,” Flynn chuckled, staring at his phone. You stood there for a little while before realizing that Flynn wasn’t going to say anything further.

“Why was she disassembled like that?” Ahsoka asked. You did a double take, having not realized she had come out of the fitting room. The armor she now wore was identical to what she had previously except the breastplate portion did not extend as far down and it didn’t appear to pinch her chest as far as you could tell.

“Oh,” Flynn looked a little oddly shy. “We were getting her modded... a C18 line mod.”

“I hope that turns out well for you,” you say, drawing on your familiarity of the common types of mods on the market and some niche knowledge too. “I heard the average is 4 at a time though as many as seven or eight are reported.”

“Wait really?” Flynn stood up straight. “...I think I need to make a call… Are you interested in buying the armors before I take an early break?” It only took a few quick adjustments and confirmation from your girls before you were paying for the armor and Flynn hurried to the back.

“What is a C18 line mod? And what were those numbers?” Diana shifted the cases of armor in her arms to better look at you while everyone was leaving the store.

“Yeah what was up with that?” Alex looked back at the store. “He ran off like there was a flash sale.”

“The C18 line of mods are mods meant to make cyborgs and androids better able to…perform like an organic can or restore function in the case of cyborgs.” You reflect on how amazing what technology can do in this day and age. “And the numbers were the average number of hoglets in the average hedgehog litter.”

“Oh…OHHH!”