Hum dee dum dum dum. Nice morning. Hum dee...make some toast. Get the paper. Oh no! Giant Space Aliens are on their way to Earth! What will we do?

Yum yum. That was delicious. Now let's go find another planet to eat!

My goodness. If I hadn't found this spaceship in the backyard I would have been eaten like the rest of Earth. But this place is scary. I keep hearing noises. Yikes! Who's there?

Suddenly, a figure steps out of the darkness. He holds a cleaning device and is wearing dingy work clothes.
Hi. I'm Glorb. I'm the janitor...

Oh my, who are you? I found this big spaceship in my backyard and I went inside and it went into space right before the Earth got eaten by giant space aliens!

Oh, I'm Billy Bucker, from Treeville. I clean pools for a living.

Like I said, I'm the janitor around here.
As for the "giant space aliens" you're talking about, they happen to be my bosses. They can be a bit rough on planets, but at least they can flush the toilets and pick up after themselves.
You're a pool cleaner, huh? Well, luckily, there happens to be an opening in the sulfide pools at the moment....

Really? Radicalia! I guess I'm out of a job right now, so a new one would be good. Even tho I bet my massive Reese's Pieces bills are settled now.

Is it just me, or does Billy Bucker remind you of Stanley Tweedle?

Raising an eyebrow
Reese's Pieces? Would that be some sort of food on your planet?

I WANT MY PIECES BACK... NOW!

Just the best food this side of Urbana! But now, I am bereft of my favorite Pieces. So how do I go about applying for that job?

Are you sure you want to apply? From what I've read and seen, most other creatures get an allergic reaction from the Sulferic Acid pools...they fall into the pool once, and BAM!
they melt all over the place. And do you know who has to clean up the mess? Yep. Old Glorb here....
Of course, there are also plain water pools, too.. but that's just for people who like that sort of thing...
And I gave up a job as a Stellar Mathmatics and Philosophy professor at Alpha Centuri University for this? Of course, they turned me down...

Goodness, I better not fool around with Sulferic Acid pools then, I wouldn't want to make your job harder. As a mattery fact, I do have expertise and experience in cleaning regular water pools, sometimes with chlorine in them. I think that would be the place to start.

Did you say Alpo Centauri? Oh, you've been to the Dog Star! Goodness, we Earthlings barely got to our moon before your supervisors ate us.

Sighing
No, I said Alpha Centauri, not Alpo.
And another reason I became a janitor on here...my supervisors also ate my planet....
Leaning closer to Billy
I'll tell you a little secret. I have access to all parts of the ship, including weapons lockers, shuttle bays, and various stores. I can try to get you off this ship if you wanted...you could explore the universe, kid.
But, on one condition...take me with you!

Well that seems dangerous. Are you sure I wouldn't be safer just cleaning water pools?

Well, I've been waiting for an opportunity for the last ten years, so I can wait a little while longer.
He searches his pockets for something, and eventually comes up with a small PADD.
Take this to Deck 12. It's a letter of recomendation from me, and should help you get that job. I'm one of the top janitors on this ship.

Oh thank you very much sir.

But...how to I get to the Deck number 12?

Glorb retrives a map from one of his pockets.
Here. That should help you find your way around the ship.
I was about to head up to Deck 12 myself. That's where, among other things, the employee's lounge, my office, and the main janitor's closet are.
If you would follow me?
Glorb goes over to where there is a crack in a wall and presses a nearby button. The wall opens, revealing a turbolift. Glorb and Billy enter.
Deck 12.
The turbolift rapidly asscends, and is soon at Deck 12.

My goodness! I've heard about these Ele-Vators, but I've never had the opportunity to be conveyed in one before. You aliens must truely have advanced technology. Where are we now?

This is Deck 12.
Now, if you go to the right, you'll eventually come to the Employment Sector. You're map will come in handy at this point.
Go to the left, and you'll find my office.
If you need me to lead you to either, I'd be happy to oblige.

You're map

When did Billy turn into a map?

Oh it must be my commemorative shirt with a map of Treeville in it. See? 'Bucker Pool Services'. Thank you very much, Mr. Glorb, I can find it now.

Glorb looks at the shirt.
So I see. Good luck, hope you get the job.
If you need me, I'll be in my office.
With that, they go their separate ways.

You! In the shirt with the map! Freeze! You are trespassing on our ship!

Oh sir very sorry sir but you see I'm looking for a job sir and my planet was eaten sir so I have nowhere to go sir so I'll just be on my way now sir if you please sir, sir.

Oh, evading arrest, are you? You're really in trouble now!

Oh um sir no sir I'm just coming along quietly LOOK OVER THERE a giraffe with the head of Larry Hagman!

Floob: "What?"

Zing!

huh huh huh huh huh huh..I hope he doesn't catch me...puff puff puff puff down this little ramp here...

Glorb looks over to Floob
He was with me, you know. He was just looking for a job, and I was just showing him where to go.

No, Glorb had already left (With that, they go their separate ways.).

Maybe it's Glorb's twin brother, also named Glorb...

Oh, assisting a criminal, eh? You're under arrest, too, janitor!

Actually, I can explain...
You see, "Giant Space Aliens", as Mr. Bucker has called our employers, ate his planet. He happened to stow away on the ship. He was interested in employment on here, and I was mearly helping him.
Glorb thinks..."this should help Billy find his way around. He only wandered into the main janitor's closet, which opens into my office..."
So, if you don't mind, I'm going to go to my office to see what needs doing.

Just passing through. Oh, does anyone want some tea?

Oh, certainly. Running from aliens is hard work.