[ Good thing about mercenary work, he only takes on the stuff he wants! No schedule, just freelance work.

Nimona peers into the pantry of so many jars. What's in them? She doesn't know. At least it doesn't look like the jars in someone's evil lab or dark witch's hut or something.

A hand is thrown up! ]

Wait! We must record this! I'm gonna splice together a bunch of videos and make an awesome business ad for you!

[ She pulls out her shellphone and holds it up. And maybe... she sends this to a certain cat man. ]

Fair Mercenary Service's first job!