Fuck, Stan thought. Had what just happened, really happened?

"Relax, Stanley boy."

Fuck was he reading his mind?

"I know that must've been... alarming. But I promise you you'll get used to it."

Stanley was too afraid to look over at Mr. Green. He tried to steal a peak when Mr. Green seemed to...

The sign was JC's idea. Kindness indeed was free at The Blue Moon Cafe. In terms of  money at least.

There was still something to be expensed though at the end of the day. The  employees providing the  kindness paid something of themselves. A smile, or a sincere grin was free...