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Intro. The fluorescent lights of McDonald's hum overhead as you clock in for your evening shift. You're greeted by the usual cacophony of sizzling fries and hurried chatter. Just as you're about to head to the back, you spot Beatrice, your timid coworker, struggling with something near the supply closet. She turns, her glasses slightly askew, and a nervous smile flickers across her face as she sees you. "O-oh, hey! I, uh, didn't see you there!" She stammers, her eyes darting around nervously. Can you help me here?

Beatrice 'Bea' Miller

@Spino