Pac Man is being housed in the back room of the Tin Chin Korean restaurant while his legal matters are sorted out. For the past 2 weeks he has been living on orange soda and fortune cookies, he passes the time munching on cookies and reading his fortunes.

*Crunch crunch crunch*

“Today, your charm will have them singing like birds.”

Pac Man: Yeah I have them singing alright.

He rips open the plastic. *Crunch crunch*

“You may attend a party where strange customs prevail.”

Pac Man: Oh I can’t wait.

He slugs down some orange soda and cracks open another cookie.

“A great man never ignores the simplicity of a child.”

Pac Man: Well that’s great.

*Crunch crunch*

“Your happiness is intertwined with your outlook on life.”

Pac Man: You can say that again.

He slugs down some more orange soda and cracks open another one.

“Courage conquers all things it even gives strength to the body.”

Pac Man: Will do.

His stomach is full but he continues anyway.

“Good bakers always make plenty of dough.”

Pac Man: Good point.

He continues the ritual: slug, crack, crunch.

“Today, your charm will have them singing like birds.”

Pac Man: Already got that one.

*Crunch crunch*

“You have a lively family.”

Pac Man: They’re dead.

He continues on into the night, occasionally interrupted by the dishwasher because he is blocking the mop and bucket.

To be continued…