03 - So Very Thirsty
[A - Action - 457 Stone Street, backdated to Monday]
[So there was the day's milk delivery. And there was the helpful poster, attached to the house's mailbox, declaring that the milk was "mandatory". Which brings us to the Doof, blithely going about his morning in a milk-free fashion. He's scrambling eggs! And making toast!]
Ha! "Mandatory", my nose! I am far too evil to comply with anything "mandatory"!
[And there's cackling, and general being pleased with himself as he eats his breakfast... But oh, the toast is dry. The eggs are too salty. He's thirsty...]
...boy, I could really use a glass of milk.
[No helping it, then. He pours himself a nice big glass, gulps it down, grimaces slightly...]
...That... wasn't so bad.
[Aaaaand he doubles over with sudden stomach cramps.]
[B - Action - Bakery, again backdated to Monday]
[Stomach cramps are no deterrent to Heinz Doofenshmirtz going to work! So there he is. At work. Pale, and shivering, and glassy-eyed, and making a valiant effort at frosting a cake. The pink roses are three layers deep, now.]
I... think I now understand why the letter said to... to not drink the milk....
[So there was the day's milk delivery. And there was the helpful poster, attached to the house's mailbox, declaring that the milk was "mandatory". Which brings us to the Doof, blithely going about his morning in a milk-free fashion. He's scrambling eggs! And making toast!]
Ha! "Mandatory", my nose! I am far too evil to comply with anything "mandatory"!
[And there's cackling, and general being pleased with himself as he eats his breakfast... But oh, the toast is dry. The eggs are too salty. He's thirsty...]
...boy, I could really use a glass of milk.
[No helping it, then. He pours himself a nice big glass, gulps it down, grimaces slightly...]
...That... wasn't so bad.
[Aaaaand he doubles over with sudden stomach cramps.]
[B - Action - Bakery, again backdated to Monday]
[Stomach cramps are no deterrent to Heinz Doofenshmirtz going to work! So there he is. At work. Pale, and shivering, and glassy-eyed, and making a valiant effort at frosting a cake. The pink roses are three layers deep, now.]
I... think I now understand why the letter said to... to not drink the milk....