"An important distinction," Eddy offers, taking a moment to stop tugging on a frozen desk drawer to quirk an amused eyebrow at Chanel. He's not sure what a jellicles is, but considering the two closest words it sounds like is jelly and testicles, he's chosen not to ask so far.

"Feel like thumbs would help too. With the filing. Probably the mayoring too," he clarifies as he reaches for the next drawer handle up, because scaling a giant-sized Zippy Zebronski is the alternative. The fact this town has not one, but two ?elected?-officials-turned-ice-cream-slingers is more than a little baffling to Eddy. This isn't some weird urban legend after all.

"..Didn't see any cat food, did you?" Eddy really hopes the key to this memory isn't downing four dozen cans of kibbles.