I Survived What the Logs Deny (Dummy's corner table)

[oooops]

So guess who wandered over to my corner table today?

Yeah.
Him.

Strolled in like he owned the place, didn’t even say hello, just reached right into my pocket like it was a community storage unit.
Took a cigarette.
Used my lighter.
Didn’t even ask.

Just *click*, *flick*, *mine now*.

Just to clear things up for the public record:

Dummy’s corner table is officially sponsored by the house.
Everything he has — pockets included — is technically part of the venue’s “general supplies.”
If I reach in and borrow something, that’s not theft.
That’s inventory rotation.

Also, after the… let’s call it “lighter incident,” the staff took immediate action.
A fresh pack was delivered.
A shiny new Zippo was issued.
The waiter even wiped the table like Dummy was some kind of VIP instead of a walking bug report.

So rest assured:
No Dummies were harmed.
All items were replaced.
And the corner table remains fully stocked for future catastrophes.

Carry on, citizens.
Your beloved Test Dummy is operational again — for now.