I HAVE HEARD OF HIM

“I’ve heard of him!” said one of the kids.
“Me too!” said another.

Paula drained the sink and tapped FTWM on the knee.

“Show’s over, they’re in his pocket. Go tell FTWF to take her break in one of the booths so I can sweep and mop back here.”

“Aye aye, Admiral.”

Twenty minutes later, the back kitchen was closed. Paula leaned on the mop to watch the tiles dry.