S3 EP3 - The Blackmail

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Nate parked the Baumann delivery truck and stepped out wearing the uniform.

He loaded several boxes from the back of the truck onto a dolly and wheeled it into Richie's Diner

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He loaded several boxes from the back of the truck onto a dolly and wheeled it into Richie's Diner.

Yolanda: Maria, can you take my table while I get the delivery?

Maria: Alright, good luck, he's a pretty one.

Yolanda: Shush.

Yolanda walked up to Nate.

Yolanda: You have a job?

Nate: It's your shift at the diner. I forgot.

Yolanda: What are you wearing?

Nate: My new uniform.

Yolanda: You look cute in pink.

Nate: Thanks, I think it brings out my eyes.

Yolanda: Why do you have a job?

Nate: I owed Mr. Baumann for his car.

Yolanda: What happened?

Nate: I threw it... into the sun.

Yolanda: Why?

Nate: It was an accident.

Yolanda: Only you can say that throwing someone's car into the sun is accident.

Sylvester: You two should have a talk show.

Nate looked over to the counter where Sylvester was sitting with his breakfast.

Nate: Sylvester, you're here.

Sylvester: Don't let me stop you two lovebirds.

Nate: I appreciate it. Anyways, would you mind signing for these packages, Yolanda?

Yolanda: Wow, that was so romantic.

Nate: Thanks, I've been working on it in the mirror all day.

Yolanda chuckled and grabbed the clipboard.

Yolanda: So, what am I signing for?

Nate: You want the true gross Undertown names or the cutesy human food names?

Yolanda: Human names, it'll make them easier to cook with.

Nate: I don't think I'll ever eat from this place again after seeing what's in these boxes. Enjoying your eggs, Sylvester?

Sylvester: Why'd you have to ruin it?

Yolanda signed and handed the clipboard back to Nate.

Yolanda: I'll take this into the back.

Nate: I can do it. I mean, I've got to take the dolly back anyway.

Yolanda: Do you know where anything goes?

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