PEP-09047 just looked back at us before Brett said "He's fine. I checked him myself. His charge port is on his right ass cheek. As long as he wears those red speedos of his, he'll be fine. No one expects them to go full nude." It was true. "Two people can't run a whole club. You have any other help?" I asked. He smirked. "I thought you'd never ask. PEP-08305!" he called out. A cyborg of average height and a runner's body walked out. He was wearing a bartenders outfit: white button down shirt, maroon vest and bowtie with black slacks and shoes. He had a rosy complexion and his gray eyes and black hair helped him pull off the look. I found them in the park. I invited them into the Clan. We needed to get it started up anyway. That was also true. Brett pat PEP-08305 on the chest "His port is on his left pec, so he can't go stripping. He can man the bar though." I shrugged. "You'll need 2 more. You have 3 stages so that is the bare minimum." I told him. He rolled his eyes. "Fine. Let's go searching for more cyborgs." he said sarcastically. We ended up finding 3 just walking around the town.
Stopping them was easy since we were in public. We just had to strongly hint that we knew what they were and they had no choice but to stop and listen. A literal captive audience here for us. They were PEP-05034, PEP-05719 and PEP-05073. Nearly identical, PEP-05034 and PEP-05073 were both average height and thin with a sandy complexion. They both also had red hair. PEP-05034's eyes were light green and PEP-05073's were dark brown. It was probably due to the fact that their numbers were so close together. "Where on your bodies are you charging ports?" Bret asked quietly. PEP-05034 had his under his left shoulder blade. The right upper inner thigh was where it was for PEP-05073. That meant it was two for the pole and two for the bar. PEP-05719 was female. Her port was on the top of of her left foot. She could strip as long as she kept her shoes on. We offered them all spots in the clan and they looked skeptical, but they agreed. We brought them to the club. Bret gave them all new names. PEP-09047 was Red. PEP-08305 was Maroon. PEP-05034 was Alex. PEP-05073 was Alexis.
Even PEP-05719 got a name. She was now Katie. With that, Bret then told them what they would be doing and where they could charge and relax. The five nodded and then went to the back. I decided that I had seen enough. I had my own business to run. I went to the depot and got in the dispatcher booth and waited to see if we would get any calls. There were none. I then facepalmed. I did not put a number they could call on the outside. I had to get a laughing Paul to make a sign. Once that happened, we only needed to wait a day before word began spreading. People were starting to call. Paul took one of the taxis to deal with it. I was going to have to start hiring. Going around town, I saw a well dressed cyborg. I walked up to him and said "Hey. I have a job opportunity for you." He instantly shot me down. I was shocked but I realized this was a cyborg on a whole new league. I probably did not want to mess with him. I saw a nervous cyborg cross the street nervously. He was wearing ragged clothed. I was now seeing a pattern. I called out to him and he jumped and looked scared.
