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[Hey, guess who finally got put into a job, due to being a young teen? And lucky him, he gets to work as an usher at the theater. It's stupid, and pointless, but hey. It's something to do, right? So he might as well do it.

You can find Pokey doing the following today.]

A. Theater Job Prompts

A1. [Hey, you know how you're trying to watch the movie? Well, have fun trying to watch the movie when a flashlight ends up shining in your eyes, and a young voice says in a mockingly chipper tone.]

Ticket please.

[He thought this was funny as hell the first few times he did it. Clearly it'll be funny as hell however many times he does it.]

A2. [Hey look, the fat usher kid is doing something fairly expected and trying to sneak behind the snack counter to get himself something.

Stop him/point him out/irritate him?]

A3. [Oh hey, you accidentally lost something in the dark of the theater. Who knows, who cares how, you just need help finding it. Or maybe the movie's over and it's time for the usher to, you know, actually help get people out. But like hell he's doing that. Where is the little bastard.

In the very back seats of the theater, sleeping. That's where he'd be.]

B. On the Lawn of 502 Ricardo Street

[For those of you new here, hi. Feel free to notice the giant spider-like mecha that's currently on the lawn. Also feel free to notice the fat, blonde kid climbing around on it, apparently checking it. For once, Pokey's actually bothering to look Josephine/his mech over and due maintenance. Which, really, he should've been doing on a more consistent schedule, but hey. At least he got around to it sometime.]

Phone

So, with Father's Day coming up on Sunday, gotta know.

Did anyone here actually get along with their father?

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Well, I messed up sometimes, but little kids do that kinda thing.

You still got punished for messing up though, right?

Well, yeah. That's how you learn the difference between right and wrong.

[There's a pause. Then a small "pfft" sound. Then laughter.]

Yeah. Sure.

...What's funny about that? Kids who never get punished just do whatever they want and grow up thinking anything is okay.

Or they learn that they got punished for stupid reasons, or that the punishment was excessive or-

Naw. Forget it. So what, you think you're a better person for having been punished?

I didn't say that either. And punishing a kid too much is wrong too, just for the record. It's all about being fair, just like the law.

That's stupid. Laws are just things made by whoever's in control at the time to get what they want, and enforced due to convenience.

There's no such thing as actually being "fair".

But it's better than letting people do whatever they want. You see how that usually works out here.

...I'm starting to.

[He's starting to see how stupid it is to just do whatever he wants to too.]

Still doesn't mean they couldn't be better.

That's why there are people who work to make the law better, like daddy did back home. And like Detective Gumshoe and Mr. Edgeworth.

Those all people from your world?

Yeah, but do they really? I mean, I dunno. Things usually don't get better even if people try to change them. It's hopeless.

So just giving up is better?

....I dunno. Maybe.

Well, I just don't believe that.

Well good for you. I didn't say it's what I believe.

[Just heavily imply it.]

You didn't really need to.

So what? Who cares. What I believe doesn't affect you.

[But he knows that's wrong to. But knowing it's wrong and working to change what he's doing is harder then he thought it'd be. It's easier to just go back to what he was used to.]