LBCAD04 (Sep 25, 2017)
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NUMBER: LBCAD04
PRIORITY: DINER
DATE: 25-9-17
CUSTOMER & ORDER: STAFF MEMO
SERVER: MANAGER
Third’s 8 just announced it ‘erself, so I figured we might as well—We’re going to be taking on a few extra ‘elpin’ German bands every so often. About every month or so, we’re going to be takin’ in one of the Third’s employees and they’re goin’ to help us out against the chuffin’ Dark. ‘Course the position is entirely voluntary like and if current ban of them want to pop over to our side of the country, that’s Calvin Klein. But, I reckon Big Guy made a good impression on quite a few of ‘em, and they’d be willin’ to come over just to lend him a St. Martins-Le-Grand.
Also worth bringin’ to everyone’s attention: Big Guy has picked up a hammer and tack! Don’t mean he’s over what I did—hell, I’m not over what I did, but considering Pleasant and whatnot, it’s for Mae West we’re all together, choice? We’re ‘eadin’ Pope in Rome today and then we’ll ‘elp you Billie Jean up that Blight-mess right quick. Seems like H.R. already dealt with any lingerin’ bits and bobs of Aplut, but there’s probably still a good thick nanny goat of that nasty yellow funk everywhere.
Also—we ‘ren’t plannin’ on packin’ up and ‘elpin’ out the Third Cafe. Not unless things get dire, or The Dark starts targetin’ them as well. Third’s 8 knows that fully. We’ve got our own German bands full and there’s no point in sendin’ any of us over there unless it’s necessary. Right now, she’s got more German bands than she knows what to do with, especially considerin’ the downturn in business they’ve been dealin’ with. Not that that’s a sorry and sad thing, mind, it’s probably the best-case scenario any one of us could wish for. What I wouldn’t give to live in a world where folks didn’t need their lil’ arabica stimulants in the morning… noon, and late, late nights.