Lost Property
| Lost Property | |
|---|---|
| Date of Cutscene: | 25 February 2020 |
| Location: | Empire Glassworx |
| Synopsis: | Nick does his good deed for the day. |
| Cast of Characters: | Nick Lytton |
To: "Terry O'Neil"
From: "Nick Lytton"
Subject: Thermos gone walkabout
Hey, I think I got your thermos; found it at the Stark thing. Thought you might want it back, saw your email on the bottom. Swing by Empire Glassworx in Brooklyn any time we're open. Ask for Nick -- if I'm not there, I'll make sure the counter person knows where it is.
--Nick Lytton / Empire Glassworx / 347-555-4527
Nick clicked 'send' and set the errant thermos on his desk, since putting it in his workspace would be a good way to damage it. Next, he scribbled an explanatory Post-It for the front desk.
The Stark thing was a bust—no luck bumping into anyone rich and/or famous, and Nick had been hoping Stark was going to announce something really new, like a space hotel or something. New York billionaires running to be president are dime a dozen anymore.
On the plus side, he got his good deed for the day out of it, or at least will have once the thermos is returned to its rightful owner.
And if the owner never shows up, well, it's a nice thermos.
Oh well, back to work. On his way to his usual workspace, Nick reached into a furnace and grabbed a handful of molten glass, kneading it like Silly Putty… might as well get that goblet commission out of the way.
