WMF 58pc 18/10 Flatware - 2 Styles

by wootbot

Crossing Palms With... Flat?

A good set of flatware isn't just nice. It's almost required! Are you gonna serve your grandmother Thanksgiving dinner with a plastic spork?

Hinkle tapped the Formica at the counter with the 18/10 stainless steel fork. "Hey, Dollface, is the manager around?"

Simon Dollface, the lead chef, nodded back at his friend. "He'll be just a second, Hinkle. He's in the back, counting how much flatware we've lost."

Miller took a sip of coffee, cringed, and set it down. "That happen a lot around here, Dollface?"

Simon Dollface shrugged. "What can you do? We're near a college, kids are gonna be kids. I just wish it wasn't so hard to make ends meet these days."

Hinkle nodded, almost sadly. Then he looked at Miller. Miller sighed.

"Go ahead. Do it."

Hinkle grinned and pulled out a 58 piece flatware set. Simon Dollface let out a slow whistle.

"Is that Windsor? Or Richmond?"

"It's Windsor, but I got a Richmond in the car. We've been putting this together for a few weeks now, you know, as we-"

"-solve cases!" Miller interjected.

"Right," agreed Hinkle. "And I figure, you know, if you want some classy flatware ... like, I know the holidays are coming up, and you probably want to make those turkey dinners ..."

Simon Dollface nodded. "That sure would help us, guys. Knives, forks, dessert spoons, you got everything in that case. I'd love to take that off your hands!"

Hinkle started to slide the case across the table. Miller stopped him, mid-slide. "There's just one thing, Dollface. You gotta do us a favor first."

Simon Dollface looked suspicious. "Oh, yeah? What's that?"

"You gotta go on Yelp and like our detective agency. Just a few words about how we solved your case, okay? It'd go a long way if we got a five-star review."

Simon Dollface nodded. Miller moved his hand. Hinkle slid the 58-piece set across the counter. And smiled.