Mary had a pretty bad hangover, but she still managed to make it to her shift on time. She dimmed all the lights in the lobby, took a couple aspirin for her headache, and collapsed into her chair at the front desk while Gunther brought her a pitcher of water and a glass of ice. "Just keep it coming, I guess," said Mary. "Think you could do me a huge favor, Gunther? I have
Stan's cookout tonight and the cookies I made yesterday didn't turn out so well."
Gunther made a face. "I heard," he said. "I listen to radio last night."
"Oh no," said Mary, covering her face. "You mean everyone knows about my wild tequila cookie experiment?" She was about to swear of tequila for the rest of her life when she noticed Gunther looking at her with pity. It wasn't like him. "What's wrong?" she asked.
"I listen to radio last night," Gunther repeated.
"Is there something that I should know about?" asked Mary. Gunther leaned over and whispered something in her ear that nearly made Mary's eyes pop out of their sockets. "No way! They really said that? Maybe it was a mistake. You know that sometimes the radio doesn't exactly get it right?" she suggested.
"I never liked him," said Gunther, looking angry. He directed the sous chef to put out the specials board while he continued to fuss over Mary.
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Today's Specials
Roasted Turkey Sandwich with Bacon and Avocado
Apfelstrudel[Open! Will pick up pings after I get home from work.]