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[gil-whimple.livejournal.com]

Gil comes into the bar. He is very smartly dressed for him for he has a party to go to but his face is strained and he looks a little pink around the eyes.

Quickly he writes on the blackboard:

Dear Customer's and Patrons of Milliways,

Tonight we have our usual Sunday roasts - pork, beef, chicken and mixed nut - with seasonal vegetables and a choice of rhubarb tart or apple crumple to follow.

I hope you enjoy them.

Then he sighs and goes to the noticeboard and pins up a carefully lettered notice:

Job Opportunities

We have some vacancies available in the kitchen for the following positions:

Washer upper
Sous-chef

Please apply to Gil or leave a note with the Bar if you would like to be considered.

Gil

He pats the note thoughfully, then turns away to go and find Sooty trying desperately to regain his party mood.

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[doc-lecter.livejournal.com]

He considers the note. He does love to cook, but doing so under the direction of a lesser chef would grate. Idly he taps his lower lip, thinking.

In the end, he writes out a careful note in his distinctive copperplate hand.

"I would see you about the sous-chef position, Mister Gil. I am interested.

                                                                           Hannibal Lecter

He places it on the bar. "Would you see to it that Gil receives this, please? Thank you."