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After a long morning of getting absolutely no writing accomplished, Jeff whispered something into Noah's ear before leaving the keyboard. Noah in turn, jumped from his seat and began shouting for the others...
Noah: Guys! Jeff's taking us out for breakfast.
About a half hour later, The group pulled into the local Denny's and rushed the door.
Caleb: Danny, you ever read that story about the guy who went back in time and met himself as a kid?
Danny: You mean the other one Jeff wrote and hasn't finished yet?
Caleb: Yeah, check it out. [Caleb pointed to three old men and a skeleton sitting on the bench next to the "Please wait to be seated" sign] I think we're in trouble.
Mikey (APTT): Hey Dale! Looks like he's dropping off another group.
Dale (APTT): WHAT??? They aren't gonna give you soup, [Shakes fist at waitress] can't even get a lousy cup of coffee!
Joshie (APTT): [Snores throughout the entire encounter]
Jeff: Um... Guys. How does Bickford's sound instead?