Anders had completely and utterly missed out on any PMS-related craziness yesterday, so he was in a good mood and had nothing to feel particularly embarrassed about tonight when he came in to open the bar.
And he totally noticed when Tino and the zombies were overdoing it about acting nonchalant.
"What?" he asked. "Okay, why are there chunks of a ten-pound Ghirardelli dark bar back here?"
He didn't get an answer, but he didn't really care much about that ten minutes later, when he was lost in another game of
Tower Bloxx on his laptop.
Evil, evil Flash games. Evil.