[Today in camp! It's a bit nippy, the birds are chirping, vampire pigs are staying out of the sun in order to avoid burning up in it, and there is a booth out near the mess hall with a teenager sitting behind it. This would be normal except for the fact that a
giant robot is looming over the booth.
The sign over the booth reads:
COUPLES COUNSELING
There is a small can for change near the edge of the booth. If you are in a . . . tenuous relationship, you may or may not inexplicably find yourself seated in one of their chairs.]
I can assure you, we're professionals with a vast knowledge base and are more than qualified.
[Jesse is slowing wayyyy down. Megatron is around but is (in theory) writing a paper.]