As if the weird paradigm shift from last night where she actually managed to have a better time talking to Seivarden Vendaai than Lucifer Morningstar wasn't enough, Summer came in that day to see what she might be able to get out of all the sea bass that Oancakes suddenly decided to refuse to eat and saw...Janet.

"You still work here?"

And if saying that made her feel like a bad manager (which it diiiid), at least she could reassure herself that no matter how bad of a manager she was, their boss was still worse.

"...huh," said Summer, as if she didn't quite know what to do with that information, and now narrowed her eyes suspiciously at the office door, where the payroll records were and she now realized were quite possibly sentient and messing with her on purpose.

"Good to know," she added, and then, as if realizing how that sounded, she shook her head. "Sorry. That makes me sound like the worst manager ever, but let's just chalk that up to the island and move on. How've you been..."

Her nose wrinkled.

"It is Janet, right?"

At least Shunsui'd have remembered that, Summer, geeeez.

"Okay," Summer nodded, too. "Good. Well. Good job managing to miss the marching orders on Squishy cleaning duty last week. It sucked, but we could have used your help. Same with these guys," she hitched a thumb toward Timmy and Tommy. "Way to show up after we need the help..."

"Right?" Summer agreed, emphatically within earshot, but she was pretty sure they wouldn't exactly care. "But I will give.them this. At least they're harmless creepy helpful instead of violent, aggressive helpful."

Cheese panda.