"Maccy D's? Oh, you mean McDonald's."    Norm blinks at the paper bag, dyed an unhappy red and yellow and stained with various iterations of grease.  He studies the business card for a bit, and then carefully tucks it away into his billfold.  "Thank you for your time, Mr. ..."  He pauses, frowns, and looks for a moment as if he might be suffering some memory loss of his own.  Just as he's about to cheat and fish out the card, however, it comes to him.  "Tannen.  Be seeing you."<br/><br/>He turns to Miyo.  "Well, seeing as how there's not going to be any accounting done today, how about a burger? After all..."  he pauses, and the corners of his lips tremble upward into something approaching a smile.  Clearly, Norm hasn't had much practice at smiling; it is obvious that he isn't very good at it.  "After all, there's no<em>accounting</em>for taste."  He seems quite pleased with himself; apparently, part of his revenge upon the world is the deliberate and premeditated creation of dreadful puns, aggravated by the infliction of them upon perfectly innocent people.<br/><br/>A glance in Chris' direction indicates that he, Norm, would not be offended if the other bloke were to tag along as well.<br/><br/>