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Lunch Bandit 
12th-Apr-2010 03:38 pm
- Characters: Free For All
- Setting: Lunch time, break room/kitchen
- Plot Summary: The office workers open the fridge to see their lunches have been ransacked.

( OOC note: This is now open. Enjoy~ ♥ )
14th-Apr-2010 12:46 pm (UTC)
Lunchtime, finally.

Pam rose from her desk and made her way towards the breakroom, eager to enjoy her meal of left over spagetti with a dessert of mixed berry yogurt. Opening the fridge door, she frowned, crouching down to peer inside. Where was it? She had left the tupperware container and yougurt cup along the left side of the top shelf with a note clearly written "This lunch is property of Pam. Don't touch!".

Her brows still pulled together in a frown, she headed back towards the office, pausing outside the break room door to call, "Who touched my lunch?"
14th-Apr-2010 07:50 pm (UTC)
Creed left his desk eager to steal whomsoever lunch looked best today. This of course was a daily occurrence. No one seemed to suspect it was him.

As he walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge door he saw a disturbing sight. Where was the food? Had someone beat him to it today? Was someone waiting for him to make his move? He decided to close the fridge and walk back to his desk.

Suddenly he heard Pam yell "Who touched my lunch?". He decided to play along ... "Mine is missing too!" he exclaimed and stared down everyone in the room.
14th-Apr-2010 07:54 pm (UTC)
"Calm down. Clearly we have a lunch thief. It could be someone in the office. It could be a bear. We don't know."

Dwight's train of thought never really seemed to make much sense and Jim always called him out on it, but for now, he just pressed onward. He felt no problem whatsoever with making announcements even though Michael had told him several times that he didn't have the authority to do so.

"Until we find out who did this, I don't want anyone near the fridge. I have to run an investigation. As Assistant Regional Manager, it's my duty to protect the lunches of the workers in this office."

Dwight went over to the fridge to check if his had been tampered with, and it hadn't. It wasn't surprising-- not many people liked the kinds of foods he ate.
15th-Apr-2010 02:04 am (UTC)
Angela hurried into the kitchen, ignoring Dwight's command to stay away from the fridge. Surely nobody would have taken her sprout salad. But when she got to the fridge, she was surprised to find that her lunch was gone as well. From the looks of it, almost everyone's was.

I bet it was Kelly, she thought. That little skank is the only one who would steal my salad. She sighed and looked toward Dwight. "Who do you think did it?"
15th-Apr-2010 05:24 pm (UTC)
"I don't know. Probably a bear." Dwight glanced at Angela and tried to get her away from the fridge, carefully shooing her away.

"I can't do my investigation while you're standing there like that." Dwight thought for a moment before grabbing a piece of paper and a pencil from the counter. He wrote something down on it and handed it to her.

"Have everyone write down what they brought in today for lunch and I'll cross-reference it with the fridge to see whose lunch is still there."
16th-Apr-2010 03:44 am (UTC)
Angela glanced at the paper Dwight handed her.


She rolled her eyes. Dwight was a little ridiculous sometimes. But she penciled in her items and walked back into the office, almost slamming into someone who was about to enter the kitchen. "Oops," she said, stepping backward. She held out the paper and pencil to the newcomer. "Fill this out," she said shortly, "and pass it along."
16th-Apr-2010 12:31 pm (UTC)
Creed took the paper and pencil. What was he to write? Was this their crafty way to catch him in the act? He wasn't going down like this.

NAME: Creed Bratton
FOOD: Sandwich

No wait! He scribbled it out.

NAME: Creed
BEVERAGE: Juice Box - Orange
FOOD: Pasta

There ... that sounded more believable. He placed the paper and pen on the kitchen counter and walked to his desk. His stomach was really starting to growl now. "Damn it" he thought to himself, "Who stole the lunches?!".
16th-Apr-2010 05:40 pm (UTC) - (( lol whoops accidentally posted as a reply to another post. CARRY ON... ))
"Hey everyone! What's going on in here? Oh... Oh my God! Someone stole the lunches!" It was pretty obvious that Michael had done it, if only because he was pretty much trying to hold back his laughter. Well, that, and no one had told him about it and he already knew.

"Looks like we're going to have to go out to lunch today. C'mon everybody, Chili's on me. Well, on Dunder-Mifflin. I know that I'm not supposed to use business money for personal reasons but you guys are like clients, right?" Michael was always trying to get them to go out to lunch with him, and they always refused. He seemed to have come up with a way to give a very convincing ultimatum: go out to lunch with him or not eat lunch that day.
17th-Apr-2010 12:16 am (UTC)
A slight frown appeared on Pam's face. It was a little obvious now that Michael was the one to took the lunches, the only question was where did he hide them?

" Um, I think I might pass on that Michael, thanks." she said quietly, attempting to make her way back to her desk. It's not like she was that hungry, plus you may notice how's she's avoiding mentioning that she's banned from all Chilis.
17th-Apr-2010 03:58 am (UTC)
"No... Pam. Paaaam. Pamela." He stepped in front of her to keep her from walking out of the kitchen.

"Is this because of that little stupid ban? I can talk them out of it. I'm a good salesman. I just have to sell you to them. Er. You know what I mean." Michael sighed. He was just glad he hadn't said something like that to Stanley instead.
17th-Apr-2010 12:54 pm (UTC)
"Really, Michael, it's no big deal." Pam made another attempt to casually side step around him.
18th-Apr-2010 02:14 am (UTC)
"Michael, I think it would be a brilliant idea to go to Chilis," Angela said as she walked up to them. Teasing Pam was so much fun. "I think I would enjoy one of those onion things."
18th-Apr-2010 03:11 am (UTC)
"Awesome Blossom! Yes! Great idea, Angela." Michael did a double take at the woman, surprised that she was giving any sort of positive input. Positive meaning she was doing what he wanted for once.
2nd-May-2010 02:18 am (UTC)
Angela smirked. It was always great messing with Pam. She didn't hate the girl, but Pam was always fun to tease. "Alright then," Angela said. "I guess we should get going?" She hoped nobody would bring up carpooling. Carpooling meant they would ride in Meredith's van and Angela hated riding in Meredith's van.
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