"Just lunch," Arthur muttered, keeping his head down. He raised the sandwich to his lips.
Slowly, deliberately, Arthur set the sandwich down on his desk. He reached into his middle drawer and pulled out a heavy pair of industrial steel scissors he used for trimming ledger covers. The crowd gasped in anticipation. Snip. Snip. Snip.
Arthur froze, the crust just brushing his mustache. "It's just a small sandwich."
"You know, I actually have a 12:30," Miller said, backing away.
"What's that smell, Arthur?" Miller asked, his nostrils visibly flaring.
"Well, Arthur," Miller said, nodding at the solitary, glorious sandwich. "I hope you brought enough for everyone!"
"Just lunch," Arthur muttered, keeping his head down. He raised the sandwich to his lips.
Slowly, deliberately, Arthur set the sandwich down on his desk. He reached into his middle drawer and pulled out a heavy pair of industrial steel scissors he used for trimming ledger covers. The crowd gasped in anticipation. Snip. Snip. Snip. I Hope You Brought Enough for Everyone! (16.12....
Arthur froze, the crust just brushing his mustache. "It's just a small sandwich." "Just lunch," Arthur muttered, keeping his head down
"You know, I actually have a 12:30," Miller said, backing away. " Arthur muttered
"What's that smell, Arthur?" Miller asked, his nostrils visibly flaring.
"Well, Arthur," Miller said, nodding at the solitary, glorious sandwich. "I hope you brought enough for everyone!"