The Arms Hotel, Tuesday

[scary_jeff]

It was all Gunther's fault that Jeff was wearing a shirt today. He didn't want to talk about it. Trousers, however, had been permanently discarded as far as he was concerned and Gunther was just going to have to deal with the safari-print boxers.

Nana was really enjoying herself by chewing on something over in the corner by the desk. He really hoped it wasn't anyone's leg or anything.

He put up the specials board and then went to sit behind the desk.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's specials:
That doesn't even sound
like food, Gunther
No, you can't have
the boar~~

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