The busboy and the dishwasher were making snow angels in a pile of shaved ice by the freezer door when Eliot arrived today. Having just spent the morning in a "wintry mix" in Baltimore, Eliot was not amused.
"Freezer's on the fritz," the cook said. "The polar bears are moving the frozen moose jerky to the roof."
Eliot raised his hand in preparation for telling him off -- then just gave up in a huff and stormed off.
Stupid Fandom. Who the hell kept jerky in a freezer?!
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