Melfina had gone asleep in front of the TV before Aisha walked in. Actually, Melfina didn't need to sleep like normal people do, but Melfina is capable of sleeping quite soundly. So, When Aisha laughed just seconds ago, Melfina was still asleep. Jim turned off the TV, as it was distracting him from working on the budget.
Aisha sat on a chair, and it was a tight squeeze thanks to her big belly. The chair groaned under the weight of Aisha, but didn't break. Jim was walking towards the chair that was opposite of Aisha's chair when the door opened rather forcefully and in came two people. The person who came in first was a kid around Jim's age and he looked to be harassed. Indeed, the kid rushed over to hide behind Jim's chair before Jim or Aisha could say anything. The second person who came in the door was a fairly short man around 24. He had long blond hair tied up in a ponytail in the back. He stopped just beyond the door.
"My apologies" said the man, bowing slightly. "I'm from the orphanage down the street and I'm after him" he pointed to the kid that was hiding behind Jim's chair.
The kid was wearing clothing that was little more than rags. The kid had short red hair that was matted with so much dirt it looked like he was wearing a hat made out of flowers.
"He's a liar!" yelled the kid. "that's no orphanage! It's a..."
"Excuse me, Sir" said Jim, turning to the man. "but we are closed"
"But I have to collect that orphan" said the man.
"I ain't no orphan, I'm a slave!" sobbed the kid and he broke down in tears.
Aisha got up from the chair and turn to face the man. The man gasped as he saw a Ctarl-Ctarl with a big belly coming slowly towards him.
"Aisha.." said Jim.
"Either leave now or become my snack" said Aisha, her voice icy. The man backed off and out of the building, and then ran off quickly down the street. Aisha huffed and closed the door.
"I was looking forward to have desert.." said Aisha sheepishly.
"Hey, what's your name?" asked Jim to the kid, who came out from behind the chair.
"John" said the kid.
"Well, John" said Jim. "what was that all about?"
"The orphanage down the street isn't an orphanage at all" said John. "it's a...it's a...slave market"
"What?!" asked Aisha. "but it's illegal to have slaves"
"Tell that to the jerks that run that place" said John. "they sell kids like me as slaves"
"How awful!" said Jim and Aisha.
"And the police won't arrest them because there's not enough evidence" said John, sniffing. "I heard that Starwind and Hawking Enterprises could solve any problem. So, will you go down there and deal with them?"
"We aren't assassins" said Jim flatly.
"I could do something..." said Aisha, smiling and showing her fang-like teeth.
"Aisha, you'll be arrested" said Jim.
"Not unless they're criminals" said Aisha. "and selling children as slaves is even worse than being a criminal!"
"What can you do?" asked John to Aisha.
"I'm a Ctarl-Ctarl, as you might've noticed" said Aisha. "I can eat the jerks who are doing this unspeakable trade!"
"Or.." said Jim. "we can wait for Gene or Suzuka to come back and do something down there"