Midnight Shift at Mc'Ronalds

Serie

Welcome to McDonald's; would you like to try our triple-McStack tonight?

customer

Y'all still got the McRib?

Serie

I will outlive this sandwich and still hear that question.

Featherine Augustus Aurora

Children of Man, the McRib departed this mortal coil in 2012. Proceed.

driver

So… is that a no?

Featherine Augustus Aurora

Your ignorance collapses timelines.

Tsechlness Galahorn

Once I cracked moons… now merely eggs.

Serie

If you wax poetic again I'm switching you to fries.

Serie

Magic… denied?

customer

Thanks, blondie.

Serie

So this is powerlessness.

Featherine Augustus Aurora

My designation—where—

Tsechlness Galahorn

Relax, drama queen, it's on the tile.

Featherine Augustus Aurora

Without it I'm merely… night-shift crew.

Featherine Augustus Aurora

Memory restored. I sentence this establishment to narrative closure.

Serie

You can't fire us—we're already at rock bottom.

Tsechlness Galahorn

Then let's clock out before she rewrites the ice-cream machine to actually work.