Arms Hotel Lobby, Wednesday

Apr 01, 2009 15:05

"I think you really ought to stop," Jeff told Gunther, conversationally. He was remaining at a respectful distance as to make sure he wouldn't get brained by the chef. It was likely!

Gunther just shook his head. He'd find a way to sell cow's brains to the masses even if it killed him.

"You do know what they say about brains--"

"OUT!"

It was just another Wednesday.

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jeff murdock, arms hotel

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