Mornington stood infront of the buffet gazing off into some unknown area beyond the walls of Brunel. He had been standing there absolutley still for almost 10 minutes. Charlie, Mornington’s “go get” man had seen Mornington in this kind of trance before…and it only happened when something was eating away at Morningtons mind… some that annoyed him.
Finally Mornington produced a lucia cigar, cut of the end, lit it and started to puff.
“Every damn year for the past 3 years…not this time, he aint getting the better of me this time.”
Charlie simply listened on as Mornington rambled to himself….
“Always when the buffet arrives at the hotel. Always this particular buffet, he doesnt do it when i put out a spread for Easter…no, always the Christmas buffet”.
Charlie’s interest was finally peaked…
“The Mayor” Mornington replied. “Every year he comes in here for a visit, just before the buffet is set up and asks what the entire menu is, and every year since i started doing these buffets he storms out cause something is missing… the problem is.. i dont know what the hell is missing!”
Mornington started to pace…
“Theres nothing for it Charlie, im gonna have to start digging around old records at City Hall again, there must have been some other formal events during this period before Brunel Hall started doing the big lunches…gotta be something in the past shipment records that will shed some light…”
…with that, Mornington strolled off in the direction of City Hall…