Clarence: I'm looking for someone I've heard is a resident here. One Fury, Nicholas J.Reception: Hello, do you have a room, or would you like to make a reservation?
Clarence: I'm looking for someone I've heard is a resident here. One Fury, Nicholas J.Reception: Hello, do you have a room, or would you like to make a reservation?
Reception: Hmm.. we have a Nick Fury here. On the eighth floor, room 876.Clarence: I'm looking for someone I've heard is a resident here. One Fury, Nicholas J.
Clarence: Thank you.Reception: Hmm.. we have a Nick Fury here. On the eighth floor, room 876.
*Meanwhile*Clarence: Thank you.
*He goes to the elevator and steps inside.*
*Inside the elevator he meets Ganon.*
*Ganon is still very much on vacation*
*He arrives at the 8th floor, walks to room 876 and knocks on the door*
Cashier: Sure. Hey, are you actually Death or just a cosplayer?*Meanwhile*
Death: Hey, can I get a burger?
Death: I'm really Death, I just came here 'cause I moved out of my mom's house and I need something to eat.Cashier: Sure. Hey, are you actually Death or just a cosplayer?
Cashier: The more you know...Death: I'm really Death, I just came here 'cause I moved out of my mom's house and I need something to eat.
*Death takes four two-dollar coins out of his pocket followed by two quarters, a dime, and two nickels.*Cashier: The more you know...
*He rings in Death's order.*
Cashier: That'll be 8.69
<That's neat.>*Death takes four two-dollar coins out of his pocket followed by two quarters, a dime, and two nickels.*I'm Canadian, we have two-dollar coins
Death: Keep the change.
*Death walks back to his apartment*<That's neat.>
*The kitchen completes Death's order and hands it out.*
Cashier: Come again.
*Meanwhile, in the back office*
Jeff, on the phone: I'm telling you, this place is under new management and ownership! I'm the manager!
Owner of the restaurant chain, on the other end: We refuse to acknowledge this. We will be sending personnel to shut down your establishment momentarily.
*Hang up*
Jeff: Oh, this is bad.
*He calls his boss*
*No answer*
TV in his room: And death rates are dropping at an unexpected rate! In fact, disappearing altogether! As a result, hospitals are having to be more selective of who they can help. One such desicion was this man, who was found stabbed through the lung in his room in the Ritz Carlton Hotel. Authorities are calling it an attempted suicide.*Death walks back to his apartment*
Death: Alright, what do I have to do? Nothing, I'm free.
Death: Crap.... *Death goes to the hospital and kills a bunch of terminally ill people that can’t be saved*TV in his room: And death rates are dropping at an unexpected rate! In fact, disappearing altogether! As a result, hospitals are having to be more selective of who they can help. One such desicion was this man, who was found stabbed through the lung in his room in the Ritz Carlton Hotel. Authorities are calling it an attempted suicide.