Jack of all tradesJim: Feather, you mentioned, that you’ve seen a baseball glove somewhere in the house. Can’t you remember where it was? Task: Go through the unknown room. Find baseball glove in the unknown room. You will not find the item immediately. Unfortunately, you've totally forgot where have you seen the baseball glove. You already asked half of the inhabitants of the house, but didn't get any result. At least it can't be in the kitchen. Or can it? Kitchen ... Exactly! You were very surprised then, who put the glove in the locker next to the plates? Hurry. You've already spent too much time. You hope nobody took it. You jerk the door open… too fast… Jenny: Feather?! Apparently, it's your turn to scare an unsuspecting person. The brain processes the image belatedly that will change beyond recognition in a second: little Jenny standing on a stool and blindly moves her hand on the top shelf, trying to get something for the meal she's cooking. When you burst, Jenny, quickly turns around, and stool, old and flimsy, creaks and wobbles dangerously. Girl grabs the glass door with one hand, not to lose his balance completely, and the lower shelf with the other hand. Shelf tilts and its contents begin to slide down. You approach right in time to catch Jenny, but not fast enough to save her from the newly opened package of the flour. Then the ladle falls - this time it's the girl's turn to save you, she manages to catch the cutlery before it raises you a bump - and a few bay leaves, which end on Jenny's hair. Jenny: Thank you, Feather. Probably... If only you could see yourself. You look like a plaster sculpture. And I'm the same, huh? You look at the girl: all covered in the flour, a laurel wreath on her head, and a ladle in the right hand. Give her a cookbook to another hand, and Jenny will really become the Statue of Cookery, the personification of the kitchen in the Puppeteer's mansion. You've completed the task and received some points of freedom and some tokens. Jenny: You came for the baseball glove? But why in such a hurry? I was going to give it to you after I'd make dinner. But now you’ll get it only after I clean myself up. |