[Out Of Milliways - Planet Express employee lounge]

[spaceboy3000]

It's been a few weeks since Fry first stumbled into the bar at the end of the universe, and ever since his first visit he's been trying to convince Leela of its existence. Unfortunately his method of persuasion consists of following her around like a particularly yappy redheaded puppy, which has been less than successful.

"This is so unfair. You never believe me when I find cool stuff."

He flops into his usual seat on the sofa and sulks.

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[eyeeyecaptain]

"All right, are you happy now? Can I go back to work?" Leela asks with arms crossed, annoyed at being yanked into another one of Fry's crazy fantasies - literally.

[spaceboy3000]

"I know this looks bad, but I swear there was a bar on the other side of that door."

He's giving her a pleading look. In all likelihood it won't do any good whatsoever, but it can't hurt.

[eyeeyecaptain]

"Fry, you haven't been getting into the bathroom cleaner again, have you?"

She walks to the cabinet, pulling out the bleach and checking the level in the bottle.

"You know you're not allowed to use this without adult supervision."

[spaceboy3000]

His shoulders sag dejectedly.

"I know."

[eyeeyecaptain]

The slit of her eye relaxes a bit with sympathy. Most of the time Fry is an annoyance and a waste of time, but she still thinks of him as something along the lines of a puppy-dog. A smelly, unhygienic, puppy-dog with mental issues. And fleas.

She sighs softly. "Come on, Fry. Maybe the bar will be here tomorrow." It's more credit than she wants to give him, but she feels bad enough to humor him for the moment.

She opens the bathroom door again, and stops in her tracks.

[spaceboy3000]

Following close behind her, he nearly walks right into her as she stops. He breaks into a large grin as he peeks over her shoulder.

"See? I told you!"