"What all is left?" Race asks his assistant, Marcello.
"Drive and donation areas are swept and washed. The last of the workers is outside now applying the new coat of paint. We have about two hundred tables set and covered, and yes...we actually have enough seats this year." The red skinned man replies, marking each item off his list of items. "And the...rather generous, donation from the mystery organization is all ready set aside and itemized for dispersal."
"Good..good. And he food?" he tilts his head curiously.
"We have about sixty full sized hams cooking as we speak, plus that and add a quarter in turkey ready to go. Most of it is on warmers. Plus a handful of TurDuckEn...whatever the hell that is. Twenty Pumpkin pies are on ice plus different party platters of meat, cheese, and those sweet little-"
"Gherkins" The Mogul butts in.
"Yes...gherkins. That you like. Carrots, celery, cherry tomatoes, all that bit. Then there is also Pistachio ambrosia and several large trays of both turkey and chicken stuffing." Marcello concludes.
"Sounds like a good turn out. We usually have little extra left over by the end." He concludes.
"This is true, sir. Plus your expanded influence has helped in and of itself." the assistant reasons as he lowers his clipboard.
"Just a waiting game then as our dinner guests and helpers arrive." A grin on his face, the man went to busy himself with final checks and balances.
(this is an open story thread. Anyone with a character wishing to donate or help out serving food and organizing donations may do so. But please, no violence or antagonistic behavrior.))
"Drive and donation areas are swept and washed. The last of the workers is outside now applying the new coat of paint. We have about two hundred tables set and covered, and yes...we actually have enough seats this year." The red skinned man replies, marking each item off his list of items. "And the...rather generous, donation from the mystery organization is all ready set aside and itemized for dispersal."
"Good..good. And he food?" he tilts his head curiously.
"We have about sixty full sized hams cooking as we speak, plus that and add a quarter in turkey ready to go. Most of it is on warmers. Plus a handful of TurDuckEn...whatever the hell that is. Twenty Pumpkin pies are on ice plus different party platters of meat, cheese, and those sweet little-"
"Gherkins" The Mogul butts in.
"Yes...gherkins. That you like. Carrots, celery, cherry tomatoes, all that bit. Then there is also Pistachio ambrosia and several large trays of both turkey and chicken stuffing." Marcello concludes.
"Sounds like a good turn out. We usually have little extra left over by the end." He concludes.
"This is true, sir. Plus your expanded influence has helped in and of itself." the assistant reasons as he lowers his clipboard.
"Just a waiting game then as our dinner guests and helpers arrive." A grin on his face, the man went to busy himself with final checks and balances.
(this is an open story thread. Anyone with a character wishing to donate or help out serving food and organizing donations may do so. But please, no violence or antagonistic behavrior.))