Over to Malcolm Landgraab! I expect I will spell his surname incorrectly several times.
Decided to give his pool a little makeover before sending him out to check on his businesses.
Cute Braids Reporter: It sure is a stereo.
Malcolm: Yes, I know it’s an electronics store, so imagine how much you’ll be ahead of the game by buying a desk!
Bella: You’ve convinced me!
Over to Club Dante.
Mickey: So I heard you could hit me up with a TV?
Malcolm: That would be my other business, but you’re welcome to sit down and watch the one in here for the low, low price of $30 per hour.
The great thing about Club Dante is that it’s a very passive business. All Malcolm has to do is sit around and wait for the cash to roll in. So I make him build robots to pass the time.
Sure do hope that’s not anything important because I am aggressively ignoring it.
Malcolm: SNARF SNARF GOBBLE GOBBLE.
Malcolm: I wanted to swim.
When your cold’s better.
Malcolm: My cold is better.
I didn’t see any notifications, so you’ll just have to wait.
In the meantime, here’s that fancy car you wanted.
And the drum kit.
I considered hiring another butler for Malcolm, but eh, he’s got enough staff that the only chore he needs to do is cooking. At least until he manages to make himself a Servo.
All right, Blossom?
Business is booming.
So I reward him by letting him get the creativity point he wants for his actual LTW job.
Malcolm: How is work a reward?
Do you want the skill point or not?
Malcolm: I want it.
Malcolm: But for future reference, this is a real reward!
Not for me, it isn’t!
Denise: Good thing we don’t care about you!
Gotta say, when I started playing my uberhoods, I did not have Denise pegged as a cougar.
Denise: Did someone say peg-
SHUT UP SHUT UP.
Malcolm: Victory dance!
He needed/wanted more creativity points for crime, so I got rid of one of the dining areas and plopped down a guitar instead so he could put on a gig.
Malcolm: Um, this was supposed to be a paid gig.
Malcolm: Hottest club in town.
Tank: It sure is!
Time to check on Malcolm’s third business!
Tom: I hope you’re not expecting me to work here after I graduate, I plan to be running my own businesses.
Well, we’ll see if you roll a new Aspiration or not.
The week is flying by and suddenly it’s Sunday? How? Anyway, Malcolm wanted a date and I decided to see if I could find him a lady more his own age because I know Denise doesn’t have long left, and this pretty Twikki Island lady popped up on the crystal ball as a possible match.
But alas, when Malcolm tried to take her to Londoste, she went all glitchy, oops! Oh well. Maybe someone else will take a liking to him when I play them.
In the meantime, I sent him out to Londoste anyway, where Albert Curious and Ginger Newson put on a live wrestling match for everybody’s entertainment.
Ginger: I’LL KILL YOU.
Albert: I’LL KILL YOU HARDER.
Family dinner, my treat.
Burglar: Come on, you’re not even a real cop.
Paramedic: Doesn’t mean I can’t fuck you up.
And Malcolm got a reward, hooray!
Malcolm: I hope this doesn’t hurt my criminal career prospects.
If anything, it’s opened up a position for you.