[Rocket pulls his own aerorig out of his pouch and slaps it onto his back, the mechanical vest-like contraption solidifying around his chest. He drops off the tree and the thrusters catch him, and he ends up hovering just in front of his newfound patsy enlightened customer.
And then he holds out his hand.] What d'you think? Toldja it was a bargain.
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patsyenlightened customer.And then he holds out his hand.] What d'you think? Toldja it was a bargain.