Too bad they had just locked the door when I got there. Damn. But wait, the back door opened and in the pie shaped beam of light that crossed the parking lot there walked a waitress. She wasn't what you'd call beautiful, but she was here, and so was I. I asked her if it was possible that she could score me some goods from the stock room, as I was mighty hungry. Sadly, she couldn't. I didn't let that stop me, I mean I was really hungry. Funny thing it is, how people smell like their work place. As best as I could tell, she was a greasy burger, fries, and a side of chili. I had some fava beans and a bottle of Chianti in the bus. My mouth started to water and my hand instinctively went to my.................