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"This is it, boys!"
The car stopped in front of a battered looking building.
"It...could be better."
Tango grimaced as he spoke.
"Don't be like that! It's a fixer upper! Isn't that right, Impulse."
Impulse looked up at his name being called.
"Um, yeah. It's...fixable."
"See! We'll have a working cafe in no time!"
As the three walked in, they surveyed the amount they'd need to do.
The cobwebs and dust would need to be dusted.
The fire alarm needs to be replaced.
The lights needed to be replaced.
The walls needed to be stripped and repainted and the floors relayed.
A working sign would need to be placed outside.
The entire kitchen would have to be refurbished.
"Do we...have the money for this?"
Tango kicked a piece of rubble to the side.
"This place looks like it's been caught in a fire."
"I'm sure it can't be that expensive. It's only some minor repairs."
"Uhuh."
"Guys! Come look at this!"
Impulse yelled out from the kitchen. The two followed and saw exactly what impulse had seen.
"Woah, dude! This is sick!"
Inside was a crate of vintage recipes.
"This'll definitely help get us up and running."
"Boys, this is the start of something great!"