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[It's a Sunday. And as such, the bar is closed. It's a much needed day off.]

[And what does an intrepid bar owner do on his day off? He spends the entire day on the beach. Before trekking home that evening, covered in sand and wearing a terrible, terrible hat. There's a surfboard propped up just inside the apartment door, sand tracked into the kitchen.]

[Where said bar owner is, of all things, making pancakes. Apple pancakes. With peanut butter.]

[Why?]

[Because it's Sunday. And Sundays demand pancakes of some kind.]