[ WP ] Waking up to someone knocking at the door in the early evening , you look through your peephole to see the Burger King . With a shotgun . covered in blood .

`` Please tell me that's ketchup'' 
 
 ``'Fraid not. No time for specifics, but let's just say that Ronald McDonald is no longer a threat.'' 
 
 `` Terrific, but why did you come *here*?'' 
 
 `` I need a place to hide. There was a witness. I did not expect Wendy to have her head under the table'' 
 
 `` Fine, come in, but I'm docking your pay!'' 
 
 `` Thank you, sir, what is our next move?'' 
 
 `` Well, first things first, take that costume off and throw it in the deep frier to get any of your DNA off. Whipe that blood off and mix it in with some of our Whopper sauce. Okay, and now tell me exactly what happened.'' 
 
 `` Well I went over to the Mcdonald's like you said. Old Ronnie was in the backroom, waiting for the meeting you scheduled. I took two shots and was ready to get out of there, when Wendy, clown makeup on her tits, came up from under the table screaming. I was out of bullets, so I just got the hell out of there.'' 
 
 `` The plan will still work. That place will be closed for health risks and investigations for months, and after that people will be scared to go there.'' 
 
 `` Excellent, sir. What's next?'' 
 
 `` Tomorrow, we lay siege to the White Castle''
