Enter the Bandit.
Millions of dollars.
Actual cash.
Stolen from a series of banks across Metroscape. No one knew who or what committed the crimes but the heroes and heroines of the city were being tasked to find out. Unfortunately, not all of them were particularly focused on the case.
“Oh, God, is that butter?” Omega Lobster stared at the small dish with the many pats of yellow, melting butter.
“Shit. Sorry, Omega. Forgot.” Kay Nein waved the waitress back over to the table.
“Can you take this away, please? He isn’t very fond of butter.” Kay said as the waitress came to the table.
The young girl gave Omega Lobster a puzzled look.
“My kind were eaten with butter,” Omega said.
The waitress smacks her gum.
“I wouldn’t know. Your kind went extinct before I had a chance to try ‘em.” The waitress removed the dish of butter and walked away.
“Jeez, what a bitch.” Omega Lobster’s antennae and antennules quivered in anger.
“Easy, Omega.” Kay said. “I am a bitch and I don’t act that way.”
“Right, sorry.”
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