Jail?

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Paisley wasn’t sure that accounting was his thing. Keeping two sets of books for the Face of Everyman was getting to be too much. Sooner or later the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa would be audited; then what? Jail for the both of them. That was too much to contemplate.

Small Talk

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It was just another rainy day on the Pacific Flyway and Lancelot found himself reduced to small talk with the Face of Everyman. Both agreed that rain was good for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa and that the DOW was reaching new heights.

Terror

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Despite their long absence the Bergdorf Twins were up to their old tricks. They had been trapped and transported to a distant neck of the woods; yet somehow had made their way back to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. They enjoyed terrorizing the Face of Everyman.

Chili flakes

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The kindly ol’ pensioner must have added chili flakes to the birdseed. They were meant as a deterrent to dogs, cats, deer and raccoons. Swifty needed that drink after snorting a few lines of “Jalisco.” It triggered hay fever symptoms in the Face of Everyman.

Ripped Off

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The local Treasury Agent examined the coins in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa and found them to be foreign coins and of far less copper than pre-1983 American pennies. the Face of Everyman was perplexed; had he been ripped off?

Chemistry

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Osterhouse wondered who would throw good money into the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa? The coins, copper pennies, were meant to clear the water during times Alge growth. the Face of Everyman liked to think he came up with the idea himself.

Swimming

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Bradley wondered if he really had to wait an hour after eating before swimming. The waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were ever inviting. the Face of Everyman said nothing to dispel the things mothers tell their children.