IC: 88 had a printing press in his home. A huge, wooden and stone hand-powered machine made for mass-producing books, or in this case, newspapers sat on the bottom floor of him home. It had been some time since the conversation in the bar, and 88 quickly realized the Tech Expo was ongoing. He got up and answered his own question. "It's okay, I'll try to find one at the Tech Expo. Leave it to me- this can be my first assignment." He found one somewhat quickly, even if it was outdated compared to most of the technology there, a machine of that size is somewhat hard to miss. With the few widgets he had left, he purchased the printing press. It was not enough. "May I buy it now with these widgets, and in return for that which I couldn't pay you, you get the next three issues of Mata Nui Weekly for free? The vendor agreed, and 88 was the proud owner of a printing press. He was also totally broke. Several hours later, the printing press was in his home. He climbed up the ladder to his top floor and lay down in his hammock. 88 was ready for work.