Nancy sat around for a while, until she got tired of waiting for her food. She decided to go to the kitchen in the back, so she could see what was taking the cook so long.It turned out there was no cook, which explained why Nancy's meal was taking so long to make. Since the murder victim spent a lot of time in the diner, Nancy figured it couldn't hurt if she snooped around for a bit.
In the corner of the kitchen was a large sink area, where they cleaned utensils. Nancy rifled through them, and picked up a particularly cool-looking soup ladle for no real reason. Then she noticed a crumpled-up piece of paper nearby. She picked it up and read:Dear Daryl,
I need to break off our date to the Sadie Hawkins' dance. I'm very sorry—but something suddenly came up.Connie
"Daryl has trouble finding a date? I'm not surprised," Nancy said dryly.Nancy passed over some shelves full of cooking supplies, and her attention was caught by a piece of paper attached to a fridge. It was a list of instructions for employees, with Hg:L3 written on the bottom. Not too far away was the work schedule, which indicated that Jake Rogers usually worked with Daryl.
"They should really think about hiring a third employee to work here," Nancy said to herself.At the bottom of the work schedule was a note which read Te:L3. Nancy immediately wrote this down in her notebook. One weird clue was a fluke, but two? That was a pattern.
Nancy looked around the rest of the kitchen, but it was pretty boring. They had cooking supplies, utensils and grills. Nancy rarely cooked herself, mainly because Hannah had banned Nancy from the kitchen. Hannah made this decision after Nancy accidentally set the oven on fire while attempting to make apple slices for lunch. Nancy thought that was an excessive punishment."I am a great chef!" Nancy said. "In fact, I can prove it by cooking my food myself!"
Nancy hunched over the oven, which looked kind of old. She had no idea how to use it, so she started by turning some of the knobs around. This had no effect, so she tried kicking the oven, which caused a loud clanging sound. Nancy looked to her left, and she was surprised to see that the old pipe was being supported by some bolt cutters.Uh...why do they use hardware tools to hold up the oven pipes? Nancy thought. She picked up the bolt cutters, and the pipe immediately fell apart. The hiss of gas filled the air.
"Oh no! Oh no!" Nancy said, looking around for something to hold up the pipe and stop the gas from flowing freely. She knew she had to act quickly, or else she'd get woozy and faint.
"The soup ladle!" Nancy said, picking up the first item she could find. She jammed it under the pipe, and amazingly enough, it worked. It looked incredibly dangerous and unstable, but at least gas wasn't leaking everywhere.
Nancy dashed out of the kitchen and out of Maxine's diner. "Hey, you guys might want to fix the pipes on your oven!" she shouted at Daryl Gray, on her way out.