43. Paddy runs a tight ship.

[christ_onabike]

Alright, down to fucking business. Just because I need to get this sorted in my fucking head

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[possemagnet]

Pretty sure I'll do more than throw a fucking potato if someone tries any of that.

I'm on the lunch shift.

[christ_onabike]

No you fucking won't. Potatoes are the only valid form of missile in my fucking kitchen.

Grand.

[possemagnet]

It's called sarcasm.

Anyway, there ya go. I'm also able to pick up breakfast shift, if you'll let me. I wake up really friggin' early in the morning out of habit.

[christ_onabike]

I'm talking about potatoes being fucking missiles. Do you really think I was fucking sincere?

Nobody works more than a shift. Ain't happening.

[possemagnet]

Okay. Fine.

Can I be swapped to breakfast?

[christ_onabike]

Provided I get enough for lunch, which is where we're short, yeah, sure. Iroh's doing breakfast, so you'll answer to him.

[possemagnet]

Yeah. Whatever.

Thanks.