"I-I-I h-have to do what!?" Jeremy was looking around the room, hoping that somebody would say it was just a joke.

No such luck.

"You have to ask somebody to buy your dank memes," Twitch replied like it was obvious.

"W-W-Who?"

"I don't know, it doesn't say. Ask an animatronic for all I care. Just ask somebody."

Jeremy looked around and then went to the hallway. He flashed the light quickly to see Foxy at the end of the hall.

"F-F-FOXY! B-BUY MY D-DANK MEMES!"

The others in the room sniggered a bit as Foxy looked at them all curiously.

"And they wonder why we try to kill them..." he mumbled as he went back to Parts/Services.

Jeremy turned back to the other guards, "D-Done."