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"They follow the rules better than you do, Miller," Elias said. "Mrs. Gable has never skipped out on a bill. You, on the other hand, still owe me for last week's latte."
He watched the steam rise from the cup, mingling with the dust motes in the morning light. Outside, the sirens wailed and the world continued to end. But inside the Zombie Cafe, the coffee was hot, the pastries were (mostly) edible, and everyone—living or dead—was welcome to sit for a while. zombie cafe
Miller grumbled, threw a crumpled bill on the table, and stormed out. "They follow the rules better than you do,
| Risk | Likelihood | Mitigation | |------|------------|-------------| | Thematic fatigue / fad dies | Medium | Rotate “infection scenarios” every 6 months (e.g., plant zombies, alien zombies). | | Negative family reaction | Low | Adults-only after 7 PM; Sunday brunch “zombie lite” (cartoonish, kid-friendly). | | Staff turnover (actors) | High | Cross-train actors as servers; offer hourly + tip pool; free makeup workshops. | | Health inspection issues | Low | Use non-toxic stage blood; separate prop kitchen from real food prep. | You, on the other hand, still owe me for last week's latte
"She's looking at my neck," Miller growled.