Wave was having a boring day. Every day here was boring. There was nothing interesting to do, no ruins to explore, no treasure to grab, and building materials were in relatively short supply. What was a genius mechanic to do when there was nothing to tinker with?

She was going to content herself with just getting outdoors for a while, when she heard a very familiar sounding angry squawking. "What the--?!"

She bolted towards the sound. And she found Jet. With booze.

"JET THE HAWK, you PUT THAT DOWN," she angrily demanded. Nice to see you too.