CADF05 (Jun 2, 2017)
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NUMBER: CADF05
PRIORITY: DINER
DATE: 2-6-17
CUSTOMER & ORDER: STAFF MEMO
SERVER: MANAGER
Right… Nightclubs now. On the whim of my golden dove. You do realize that “strange things” happening at a Dorthy Lamour Rub-A-Dub-Dub is half of their business model, right? If I gathered up a bunch of “Canadians” and gave them shots of Abyssian Muck and lines of powdered brimstone, if the house’ll let ya’ there’d be plenty of violence and mayhem. Besides—they let ‘auntaurs into those places, don’t they? I’m sorry but this seems like another waste of our nickels and dimes, doesn’t it? What, you’ve got some sorta “Cafe instinct” that pulls you from case to case? Is that it? Is it bloody Fate?
Sorry if I’m a bit peeved; I just wish we were doing something a tad more productive, choice? And between you and the bloody Big Guy, you’ll both always “vote” to do this Cafe nonsense. And then how is poor H.R. supposed to side with me? Huh? Against Big Guy? Against the prospect of “karmic love” or whatever she’s always on about? It just seems unfair, is all. If we’re gonna play Cafe we need to set some better rules I think. Like, who’s the leader, for starts. And, you won’t like this… but what if I was it, y’know?
First off, H.R. gave me the title of Manager, yeah? Some responsibility would be good for me, wouldn’t it? Not to mention, and I do hate to pull this bladder full o’ lard, but I am the most “technically” skilled out of the lot of us. You’re brill, golden dove. Big Guy and H.R., too—but I grew up with one of the Indigos to compare and compete against. Moreover, if I was the leader of our little outfit, I think I could get us on a more productive track, choice? Doing the important Kathy Burke and not getting tripped up over every little rumor of Canadians acting like Canadians and froggies running loose, yeah? So—what do you all think?