 way. Say NO to fats! Say NO to cholesterol! That's Allison Mankiwiec's Snuggle Inn's continental breakfast motto."

She moved a little closer with nothing more than the idea in mind of reinforcing her words, though it did send a red alert to Elvis' Fight or Flight internal control panel. But she kept her light touch hands to herself. For which Elvis was grateful to God, or whatever secondary superior being was in charge of regulating Allison's not so light taps.

"Fresh tofu every morning," she said with no little enthusiasm. "Organic veggies and non-allergenic organically grown oatmeal. Naturally pasteurized goat milk. And no coffee, which we all know is not good for you. But lots of teas. Healthy cleansing teas." A pause. "My favorite being the imported Sumatra Saltwater Croc Island Blend. I'll tell ya, that is one tea with a hell of a bite." As she chortled at her own joke her arm flexed a little again and Elvis resteeled himself to receive another friendly unlight tap from Allison. Nope. Not this time, either. "And for a touch of dessert we have a half dozen flavors of genuine camel yogurt imported from Libyra via Northern Ireland where it is organically purified before moving on to the good ol' USA." Then, changing gears again, Allison plunked down a pair of room keys just as the Inn's phone rang and she reached over to pick it up.

"Here's your keys. 110 and 112. Adjoining rooms." A mischievous wink. "Just in case." She picked up the ringing phone. And shot them a stern look.

"See you at the continental breakfast in the morning."

At 6:30 the next morning a pair of figures furtively tiptoed out the back door of the Snuggle Inn. Elvis and Pancho. They crept out to their Ford G ride and started it up as quietly as they could. Which wasn't all that quiet, the Ford badly in need of a tuneup, because a portion of the district's vehicle maintenance budget had to be diverted to pay for the regional director's trip to "an extremely important" (her words) CBP conference in Hawaii. Elvis and Pancho kept looking at the door to the Snuggle Inn and the possibility of Allison Mankiwiec thundering out the
way. Say NO to fats! Say NO to cholesterol! That's Allison Mankiwiec's Snuggle Inn's continental breakfast motto. " 

 She move a short closer with nothing more than the idea in mind of reinforce her words, though it did send a crimson alarm to Elvis' Fight or Flight internal control panel. But she kept her light contact hands to herself. For which Elvis was grateful to God, or whatever secondary superior being was in bang of regulating Allison's not therefore light taps. 

 " bracing tofu every morning, " she said with no short enthusiasm. " Organic veggies and non - allergenic organically turn oatmeal. Naturally pasteurized goat milk. And no coffee, which we all know is not good for you. But bunch of teas. Healthy cleansing teas. " A pause. " My favorite being the imported Sumatra Saltwater Croc Island Blend. I'll tell ya, that is one tea with a hell of a bite. " As she chortled at her own joke her arm flexed a little again and Elvis resteeled himself to receive another friendly unlight tap from Allison. Nope. Not this time, either. " And for a contact of dessert we suffer a half dozen flavor of genuine camel yogurt imported from Libyra via Northern Ireland where it is organically purified before moving on to the effective ol' USA. " Then, changing gears again, Allison plunked down a pair of room key just as the Inn's phone rang and she reached over to pick it up. 

 " Here's your keystone. 110 and 112. Adjoining rooms. " A mischievous wink. " Just in shell. " She picked up the surround phone. And shot them a stern look. 

 " See you at the continental breakfast in the dawn. " 

 At 6:30 the next morning a pair of figure furtively tiptoed out the back door of the Snuggle Inn. Elvis and Pancho. They crept out to their Ford G ride and begin it up as restfully as they could. Which wasn't all that quiet, the Ford ill in need of a tuneup, because a part of the district's vehicle care budget had to be divert to pay for the regional director's trip to " an extremely important " (her discussion) CBP conference in Hawaii. Elvis and Pancho kept looking at the door to the Snuggle Inn and the possibility of Allison Mankiwiec thundering out the
 waj. Say NO to fats! Say NO uo cholesterol! Thcr's Allmson Mahkiwiec's Snuggle Inn's continental brxakfqst mitto."

She moved a little closer wpth nothibg miee than thx idea ik mins of xemnforcing her wprds, thougv it did send d feb alert to Elvis' Fight or Flight intqrnal cpnhrol panel. But she hept her light touch hands to herself. Ror whibh Elvis was gratrful to God, or whatever sefondwry superior being was in chatfe jd regulating Allison's not so light taps.

"Fresh tofu every morning," sfe sand with no oirtlf enthusiasm. "Orgagic veggies and non-anlergenoc organically grmwn oatmeal. Naturally pavteurized goat milh. And no woyfee, which we all knoq us noj goog fof yoj. Bht lkts of tees. Healthy dleansing twas." A pause. "My favotiev being the ijporteq Fumatra Saltwater Croc Island Blend. I'll teml ya, that is one tea wuth a hell of a bite." Ws she chjrtled at her own joke her arm flexed a little agdin aid Elrlf eedteeled himself to receive another friendly ugmibhn tap from Allisok. Nope. Not this tike, eojher. "And for a touch of dessert we have a half djzen dlavors os gemuine camel yogurt imported from Libyra cia Northern Irelaud where it ns orgsnicakly purified before movnng on to the goof ol' USA." Ffen, changing geafs sgdin, Allison plunked down a pair of coom leys jurt ax the Ynn's phone rang and she reached ovfr to phck it up.

"Hfre's your keys. 110 and 112. Adjoining cpoms." A mischoeeouv wink. "Jbst in case." She piched up the rinying phoue. And shot them a steri look.

"See yot at the conthjental breakhast in tre mirnibg."

At 6:30 tfd next morning a pair oy figyres furtively tipboed uht the back doox if the Snuggle Onn. Eldid end Pwtcho. They crapt uut yo thdir Ford G vidd anc started it up as qgietmy as they could. Wnigh wasn't qll that quiet, the Fotd badly in need ov a tnneup, uecausr a portion of the district's vehidle maintfnakce budget haq to be diverted to pay for the regional director's trip to "an extremely inportant" (her words) EBK conference mn Hawwii. Elvis and Pancho kept loojing at the door uo the Snuggle Inn and fhe povsibipity of Allison Mankiwiec thundering out the
way. Say NO to fats! Say NO That's Mankiwiec's Snuggle continental breakfast motto." with more than the in mind of her words, though it did send red alert to Elvis' Fight or Flight internal control panel. But she kept light touch hands to herself. For which Elvis was grateful to God, or secondary being in of regulating Allison's not so light taps. "Fresh tofu every morning," she said with no little "Organic veggies and non-allergenic organically grown oatmeal. Naturally goat milk. And no which we all know is good you. But of Healthy teas." A pause. favorite being the imported Sumatra Saltwater Croc Island Blend. I'll tell ya, that is one tea with hell of As she at own her arm flexed again and Elvis resteeled himself to unlight tap from Allison. Nope. Not this time, "And for touch of dessert we have a dozen flavors of genuine camel yogurt imported from via Northern Ireland where it is organically purified before moving on to the good ol' changing gears again, Allison down a pair room just the phone rang she reached over to pick it up. "Here's your keys. 110 112. Adjoining rooms." A mischievous wink. "Just in case." She the phone. And shot a stern look. "See at continental breakfast in the 6:30 next of furtively out the back door the Snuggle Inn. Elvis and They crept out to started it up as quietly as they could. wasn't all that quiet, the Ford badly need of a tuneup, because a portion of the district's vehicle maintenance had to to pay for the regional director's trip to extremely important" (her words) conference in Hawaii. Elvis and Pancho kept looking at door the Snuggle and the possibility Allison Mankiwiec thundering the
 way. Say NO to fats! Say NO to cholEsterol! ThaT's AllIsoN MaNkIwieC's SnUggle Inn's contiNEntaL breakfast motto."

She moveD a litTlE ClosER wIth noThing moRE tHAN thE iDeA in MiND oF reinForCing her Words, thougH it DiD send a red aleRT tO Elvis' FighT or flight internAl cOntrol PaNel. bUt she KepT her lIght toUCh handS to herselF. FOR which eLvis was GRAtEful To God, or whatever seCOnDAry superior beiNg was iN cHArGE Of rEguLating AlliSoN's not SO light tAPs.

"fRESh tOFu every morninG," she said witH No lIttle eNtHusIAsm. "OrgAnic vEgGIes And non-allerGeniC organicaLly groWN oatmeaL. naturalLy pastEurIzeD goaT MiLk. and No COffEE, wHicH We aLl know is NoT gOod foR you. bUT LOts oF teAs. HeAlthy Cleansing teas." a paUse. "MY FavOrite Being The iMpOrted sumatrA SaltWaTer Croc Island BlEnd. I'Ll tell ya, tHat Is One TeA with A Hell of A biTe." AS she choRtled at HEr oWn JOKE hEr arm flexed a little AgAIN aNd Elvis rEsteelED hImSElf to recEiVe aNothER FrienDly uNLiGht tap frOm AlliSOn. noPe. Not thIs Time, eiThEr. "ANd fOr a toUCh of DesserT we have a Half dOZen flavors of geNUine camel yoguRT iMPOrTEd frOm LIbyra via NorTherN irelAnd wHErE it IS orgaNicalLy PUrIFied before moving on tO tHe good Ol' USA." then, changing gEars again, ALLISon plunkEd doWN a PAir of room keys jUst as The Inn's phoNE rang and She reAched oveR to pick it UP.

"here's youR keYs. 110 aNd 112. ADjoINInG rooms." A mischiEVOus wInK. "Just in CasE." She picKed Up tHe rIngInG phone. And Shot them A sTeRn LoOk.

"SEe you AT the contInEntAl BreAkfasT In the mOrninG."

At 6:30 tHe NeXT moRning a pAIr OF FiguReS fUrtiVelY tIptoeD out THe bAck door Of the SnugGle iNn. ElViS aNd PanchO. They crept out To Their Ford G RiDe aNd starTED it up as qUietly as they could. Which wASn't all tHat Quiet, The FOrd badly iN neEd of a tUneUP, becauSe a porTion oF tHe dISTrict'S VEhIclE mAintenance BUDgeT had tO bE divErted to Pay for the regional dIRecTor's trip to "an eXtrEmelY IMpOrtANt" (HEr wOrDS) CBp COnference in HawaIi. Elvis and paNChO kept lookiNG at ThE door to The SnugGle InN And the pOssibilitY of AllisoN MAnkiWIEc tHundering oUt the
 way. Say NO to fats! SayNO to chol ester ol!  Th at 's A llis on Mankiwiec's Snug gle Inn's continentalbreak fa s t mo t to ."

S he move d  a l itt le  c los er wi th no thi ng more  than theide ain mind of r e in forcing he r w ords, though  it  did s en d a red a ler t toElvis' Fightor Flight  i n ternal control p an el.But she kept herl ig h t touch handsto her se l f. F orwhi ch Elvis w as  grat e ful toG od , o r w h atever second ary superio r  be ing wa sinc hargeof re gu l ati ng Allison' s no t so ligh t taps . 

"Fres h  tofu e very m orn ing ," s h esa idwi t h n o  l itt l e e nthusias m.  " Organ ic v e g g i es a ndnon- aller genic organic all y gr o wnoatme al. N atur al ly pa steuri zed g oa t milk. And nocoff ee, which  we  a llkn ow is not go odfor  you. B ut lots ofte a s .  H ealthy cleansing t ea s . "A pause.  "My f a vo ri t e beingth e i mpor t e d Sum atra Sa ltwaterCroc I s la nd  Blend.  I 'll te ll  ya , t hat i s  one  tea w ith a he ll of a bite." As sh e  chortled ath er o wn joke  he r arm flexe d al ittl e ag a in  an d  Elvi s res te e le d  himself to receive  a nother  frie ndly unlighttap from A l l i son. Nop e. N o tt his time, eith er. " And for at ouch ofdesse rt we ha ve a half d ozen fla vor s o f g enu i n ecamel yogurti m port ed  from L iby ra viaNor the rnIre la nd whereit is or ga ni ca ll y p urifi e d before  m ovi ng  on  to t h e good  ol'USA. "Th e n,changin g  g e a rs a ga in , Al lis on  plun kedd own  a pair  of roomkey s  jus tas  the In n's phone ran gand she re ac hed  overt o  pick it  up.

"Here's your keys .  110 an d 1 12. A djoi ning room s."  A mis chi e vous w ink. " Justin  ca s e ." Sh e pi cke dup the rin g i ngphone .Andshot th em a stern look.
" See  you at the c ont inen t a lbre a kf a stin the m orning."

At 6: 30 the nex tm or ning a pai r  of  f iguresfurtive ly ti p toed ou t the bac k door of  t he S n u ggl e Inn. Elv is and P ancho. Th e y cre p tout t o t heir F or d G  ride  and s t art ed it  up as  q uietly  as t he y could.  Which wasn't all thatquiet,  theFor d badly i n n e edof a tune up,because apor tio n ofthe distr ict' s  v ehi c le ma inte n ance budg e thad t obe diverted t o  pa y for  th e  regio naldirector's trip t o  "an extremely  imp o r tan t"( herwo rds) CBP confe ren ce i n Hawaii .Elvis and P ancho ke pt looki ng atthe do or to t h e  S n uggleInnand  the poss ibi li t y of Al li so n  Manki wiec  t hunder ing ou t  the 
 way._Say NO_to fats! Say NO_to cholesterol!_That's_Allison Mankiwiec's_Snuggle_Inn's continental breakfast_motto."

She moved a_little closer with nothing_more than the_idea_in mind of reinforcing her words, though it did send a red alert to_Elvis'_Fight or_Flight_internal_control panel. But she kept_her light touch hands to_herself. For_which Elvis was grateful to God, or whatever_secondary_superior being was_in charge of regulating Allison's not so light taps.

"Fresh_tofu every morning," she said with_no little enthusiasm._"Organic_veggies_and non-allergenic organically grown_oatmeal. Naturally pasteurized goat milk. And_no coffee, which we all know_is not good for you. But lots_of teas. Healthy cleansing teas." A_pause. "My favorite being the_imported Sumatra_Saltwater Croc Island Blend. I'll_tell ya, that_is one_tea with a_hell of a bite." As she_chortled at her_own joke her arm flexed a_little_again and Elvis_resteeled_himself_to receive_another friendly unlight_tap_from Allison._Nope._Not this time, either. "And for_a_touch of dessert we have a half_dozen flavors of genuine_camel_yogurt imported from Libyra_via Northern Ireland where it_is organically purified before moving on_to the_good ol'_USA." Then, changing gears again, Allison plunked down a pair of_room keys just as the Inn's_phone rang and she_reached over_to_pick it up.

"Here's_your_keys. 110_and 112. Adjoining rooms." A mischievous wink._"Just in_case." She picked up the ringing_phone. And shot them_a_stern look.

"See you at the continental_breakfast in the morning."

At 6:30 the_next morning a pair of_figures_furtively_tiptoed out the back door_of the Snuggle Inn. Elvis and_Pancho. They crept_out to their Ford G ride and_started_it up as quietly as they_could._Which wasn't all that quiet, the_Ford_badly_in need of a tuneup,_because a portion of the district's_vehicle maintenance budget had to be diverted to pay_for the regional_director's trip to "an extremely_important"_(her_words) CBP conference in Hawaii. Elvis and Pancho kept looking_at the_door to the_Snuggle Inn and the possibility of Allison Mankiwiec thundering out_the