(Noir detective voice) It was Tuesday, 7:41 pm, and the City of Waterfalls was drying out so badly that the rivers trickled into slivered streams. But I didn’t care because I was having the usual at The Tab.

(startled) Either we drank too fast, or there’s a bunch of stone figures suddenly lurching out the doors…

Sheesh, can’t I have a little fun? We’re finally off the clock and not dealing with a ridiculous case…