4:00 PM
DEXTER HALL
Clifford doth hath yeeted scrambled eggs at the morning diners of Dexter Hall. T'is such a pity.For a few morning diners, breakfast goes well. But Clifford is still just a prototype, if with a lens, extremely mobile arms and suddenly, no plates. Poor Larry wasn't expecting such a morning rush.
Clifford yeets a scrambled egg here. And an scrambled egg there! Another one! Larry catches on a certain lack of scrambled eggs a little too late, and raw eggs fly through the air.
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