Looks like this will be a weekly thing

[forcegalactic]

[This whole week has been awful. This whole experience has been awful. Mordecai wants to go straight to his room and deal with his frustrations, but that's not what a mayor does. A mayor takes charge, a mayor fixes what's wrong, a mayor makes things better. Even if he can't do everything on his own, he's has to do something.

Two hours after the end of the trial, the living will find another note slipped underneath their doors.]

There's cookies in the kitchen. The dining room is ready for anyone who needs a quiet place to talk it out. I'll be in the bar if you need a drink, alcoholic or something more appropriate for the underage crowd.

-Mordecai Benmont Jiminy

[There's a pile of warm chocolate chip cookies in the kitchen. Two more candles are lit at the memorial - one for the victim, one for the culprit - and Mordecai has left a pile of blankets from the storage room on one of the dining room tables.]

Comments

[ninehundredlives]

Morty might know of something. I try not to talk to him much myself. Unless he starts another ridiculous petition, I haven't got any ideas.

[decrees]

I try to avoid him as well. I do talk with Morty frequently, however. I can discuss it with him.

[ninehundredlives]

Alright. I'll keep an eye out for anything else. I got a clock with some batteries in it, so if we find anything that needs those we have a couple.

They're energy sources for electric things. Anything portable will probably need them.

[decrees]

[What the hell are-- Thank you, Susan.]

I see. Thank you for the explanation. Should we find anything that needs them, I'll have it sent your way.

[TECHNOLOGY...........]