Case No. 7
Caffeinated Report: CD-DC2304
"Looking for some top-notch, colorful advice."
Internet Trivia | 2 Words
CAFE AND DINER RECEIPT FROM 9/10/17
MANAGER 53
RECEIPT: DEEPCORP05
STATUS: TABLED
Now that the DeepCorp dust has settled, the all-mighty, all-knowing, and all-smexy Managers have thusly decided: The threat is over. Everything is chill. I mean, not like "chill-chill," more like… it's over? For now? We guess? 62 has cleared all of our systems, 17 has determined that they were unable to do any serious damage to our physical location, 35 sent a flower basket over to those Salty friends of ours, and everything seems fine? I mean, the biggest concern was that the DC23 put some kind of malware or worm into our CaDCom System, but 62 says everything looks fine, and there are no foreign agents in our system. So. There you have it.
So… what the heck happened, who the heck are they, and what the heck do they want? Well, we know that the DeepCorp23 is a group of five mysterious hacker entities who crashed into both our systems and Astoria's systems at the start of this month. According to the DeepCorp23, their primary goal was to "learn more about the Investors." What I find interesting is this almost implies that Astoria also has Investors or maybe even help from our Investor?? I don't know much about that situation. It's more of a 2^3 type of thing to worry about.
So, that's that, then! …Well… I don't know. I wouldn't expect the DeepCorp23 to just disappear. They'll probably try and make another attack on our systems in the future. But hopefully, 62 has tightened things up, so they won't be able to get in the same way they did last time. There is a possibility that they learned whatever they needed to learn about the Investors and no longer have an interest in us or our operations. That feels like wishful thinking, though. For now, all we can do is table this receipt and wait and see what happens!
Caffeinated Report: CC-TCVC
"323."
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CAFE AND DINER RECEIPT FROM 9/11/17
MANAGER 26
RECEIPT: MRSSTEVENS07
STATUS: OPEN
We served Mrs. Stevens her brunch with Juice. Currently OJ. There were no problems on our end, though we're not sure what to do with this Juice yet. The batch seems bad, and I'd rather throw it out entirely at the request of my Family. Though, we typically try to return Juice to the manufacturer when we're dissatisfied. We'll keep serving it to Mrs. Stevens until 17 arrives and advises. We could also dump the Juice at the Column and let them decide. In any case, there's no reason to keep old Juice lying around the Cafe.
Confirming the previous receipt details, it seems that the Juice is attracting bugs—specifically our American flies. It could be nothing, but it seems unnatural, especially considering the contents of the flies' stomachs. There are also no signs of maggots or larvae around, just fully grown flies swarming around Mrs. Stevens' meals. It seems the flies only eat when Mrs. Stevens eats. Perhaps they only have an appetite for fresh foods high in iron, like Mrs. Stevens. It could be worth holding on to this Juice a bit longer if only for the Triple Threat to further study these flies… however, bringing this fly problem to Long Beach seems like a bad idea.
Otherwise, Mrs. Stevens is in surprisingly good health and does enjoy jazz over small talk. Strange customer. She seems to almost enjoy hummus, but then again, she might only enjoy fresh bloody meat. Her diet might also be 50/50 or purely opportunistic. If we do hold onto this Juice for a while, we should try and switch her to vegan despite her marital status. Though, that is not my area of expertise, and I won't be the one to do it. You all know my policy.
That's all for now.
-Manager 26
Caffeinated Report: C-MGMS08
"At our dispense."
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Caffeinated Report: CD-TCV04
"In need of moral support."
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CAFE AND DINER RECEIPT FROM 9/13/17
MANAGER 17
RECEIPT: MRSPLEASANT02
STATUS: OPEN
Mrs. Pleasant is headed towards the Biggest Little City in Duhnotdah. So far, Mrs. Pleasant has made brief stops in the Hornet's Nest, Jax, Cascades, Big Easy, Triple D, Mile High, Duke, and Dark Sky. So… it's not the most direct flight path. Not sure why she's headed to Biggest Little City, but she's flying up from Sin City. Of course, at this range, she could change flight paths at any moment and instead head towards the Cafe, so be alert.
From what I could tell, she didn't stay long in any city she stopped at so far. It seems she would only spend about an hour or two and then take off again. It's almost like she is looking for something or someone. I could only get some quick fresh-squeezed OJ to her at each place she stopped at along the way. The only other strange thing was at Triple D and Duke. She put on a special song at the jukebox. Nothing too strange… but certainly not a Top 50 either.
26 thinks we should attempt to get her some real juice if she lands in Biggest Little. He's a lot more confident than I am. Sure, he deals with married customers all the time, but I've always felt that the Mrs. of Mrs. Pleasant sells her a bit short. I guess she's not quite ready for a divorce yet, but she could if she wanted to. For some reason, 26 seems really determined to serve her some juice. Maybe he just wants to get out of Arizona as fast as possible. Well, who am I to try and stop him?
CAFE AND DINER RECEIPT FROM 9/14/17
EMPLOYEE 1313
RECEIPT: BEARINGGIFTS05
STATUS: OPEN
Hello, my name is:
—Over and over.
Hello, my name is:
—Over and over.
The grinning man who speaks in figure—
Hello, my name is:
The grinning man who speaks for the friendly face of—
Hello, my name is:
The grinning man who makes only—
Hello, my name is:
The grinning man who lost his—
—Over and over and over again.
Apart from the universe in which he was once the most important part.
A tightly wound mainspring, made mainly to speak for the universe, now he can't make a sound that can't be found—
—Over and over and over again.
A cold and hollow body of what he once was.
A body that boils, burns, and churns.
—Over and over and over again.
A body filled with acid and blight.
A body that smiles with predetermined delight.
—Over and over and—
A mainspring uncoiled, made mainly to break the universe, now he can't help but spoil the sounds yet to come.
Dying breaths and final gasps as the universe begins to collapse.
—Over and over and over—
A cold, dead heart—
—Over and over and over and over—
Might just be the most beautiful work of art—
—Over and over and over and over and over—
From the cold uncaring hands of Fate—
—Over and over and over and over and over and over—
—Hello, my name is: