The Best Is Not Classy

Out of a Can. Open a Can of Gravy. There is nothing. Not even that. Even the Cafe is moving...and they're closed right now. There is nothing. Either way, there is no other place, right? I mean, I can drive around. There is the whistlestop Cafe, but it's a mom and pop spot with some soup and stuff....not good. Do they serve breakfast? Talent? There is no other place. Not one. Seven years ago, it was going to be big, Talent. Seven years ago it was the new Ashland. However, it's not. So, why not? Hmmmm.... no place to eat? What? The restaurant will make a lot of money. She wants 5 percent. The other guy doesn't care what happens.... and they made pay roll today. This is great. All she wants is five percent, and he is only in it to take her cash. She has no idea. She has no clue. And now the work begins... and he turns Talent into a new destination. People stop in Talent now. People stay in this little crappy town and they eat a good meal, and they are all happy. We are all happy. I don't see why we can't come in and bust ass and just make it work. They, we, can all get smart and bust ass and make some money.