"I've shaken it enough thank you Tolka," Komodo double checks everything, "Is there enough money in the budget for a lightly used one until I can properly repair this thing?" At that Komodo was splashed in the face with the hot, aromatic liquid as the machine broke again jetting coffee within a three foot radius.

"Uh, probably." Tolka replied. "Be nice to it." She added skeptically, hearing the commotion.

Komodo glares at the coffee maker and in a strained voice as he holds a hammer, "Sure sure just let my fix this little part." Almost afraid the coffee maker started working. Turninig away Komodo works on claning up the spilled coffee.

"Okay, hang on, almost done printing..."

The last page that printed was the title of the repair book for the coffee machine, Repairing the Coffee Machine for the Unexperianced. Komodo was not about to take chances that it would not work and no one could repair it while he was on vacation; not that he was planning on going on it any time soon.

Tolka stifled a giggle upon noticing the title page. Shaking her head fondly, she gathered the stack of paper and went to find one of the staplers.

Komodo walks by covered in coffee, "Did you get it?"

Tolka grinned coyly, handing over the packet. "...Yep."

Komodo looks at Tolka before grabbing a rag and drying himself off before taking the manuscript, "What do you think?"

"Wh-what are you talking about?" Tolka asked, barely containing a giggle.