Now here’s a familiar face, and it’s his next door neighbor of all things! Leaving his house next door, Cortex hadn’t failed to notice him. He’s seen this young man once, back in the last city he was pulled to. In brief passing as well. After hearing some whines about needing a ‘kind’ and ‘generous’ stranger to give him money, Cortex complied and was willing to give this man a chance. The rest was a bit hazy in his mind. Certainly something to do with being put back home shortly afterwards. Normally, Cortex wouldn’t do this for anyone, but if someone was willing to sell out for whatever means, surely he wouldn’t have minded the evil scientist bending his ear for a bit. “You There!!! YES, YOU YOUNG MAN!” He calls out, waving an arm around as his large head stuck through the window of his room. All an attempt to grab his attention. “You There!! In RED!!” If he wasn’t careful, he would certainly- “I Have a propositiooooooooAAAHHH!!!”
Finally succumbing to gravity, poor Cortex falls from the window, comically rolling off the roof, and into a tree. A few pained grunts and yelps are heard until finally he falls on the grass of the front yard, limp. “...oww...” He’d feel that in the morning... Slowly, he pushes himself up off the grass, pressing a hand to his temple. “That is not... how I imagined this would go down. Heheh... Ugrh.” Not only has he hurt himself pretty badly, but now he’s made a fool of himself again. Only this time, it was in front of a potential ally. His steps shaky, he sways to-and-fro a he approaches him. “Ow... I- Ahh! Apologize for the sudden call for attention, my boy. But I have a question... Nay. A Favor to ask of you. AH!!!” Despite his age, he’s definitely durable. A few pops are heard from his body as he tries to stand before him, wincing and yelping with each crick.
“Ahhh... If I recall from our last encounter, you were in search for a means to get an income, right? A Job?”