The Tuesday special was an omelette. A plain old whisked-egg-and-cream, flipped in a pan with cheese and chives omelette. One diner said it seemed a little weird, the whole situation really, to which Edna responded “Well, then hun, you really should be more careful what ya ask for.”

The Mayor was in an undeniably good mood as he read his phone, packing away no less than three of the specials. It seems that yet another bid for North Parcel 5 has hit his desk, but this one must be best one yet. He said in an aside that he was recommending this one to the City Council to review and discuss this Friday. He even contacted Mr. Singh about it to see if it passed the smell test with him.  Sounds like it may be a reasonable and legit offer with more upsides than down. “With the added benefit,” the Mayor grinned as he did a little happy dance in his chair, “the City is In-Dem-Nified of every little Ev-Every-tha-ang. Wuhuuuh! Wuhuuuh!”

It’s possible that the stress may have gotten to him a bit after all this time.

For the rest of the afternoon, we would hear strain of The Village People as he wandered around in the heat, singing “In-Dem-Ni-Ty, that all we really need is In-Dem-Ni-Ty-y!”

Olaf and Papa Jones were out in front of Stumpy’s as Mayor Amundsen danced past with his groceries, leading to a unanimous sad shaking of heads.

Papa Jones seemed the most concerned, but he was not familiar with the reference. That, and he was mishearing the improvised lyric as something dirty, though he was too embarrassed to offer specifics.