It was always a uncomfortable time for the Face of Everyman when the auditors descended on the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The venerable sage had used creative bookkeeping to make things look right, “all proper” as they say. But these guys were expert bean counters. No ledger was so artfully cross-indexed that they couldn’t spot the flaw. However, each left with a bottle of Old Crow Kentucky Bourbon; a modest gift from a grateful franchise manager.