"I wish..." No, they'd left all the poop-related activities for Scott unfortunately. "I think Derek scared most of my customers away." It had been a seriously bad decision to hire Derek. He even refused to wear the uniform, probably because it had Allison's name on it. Basically he just stood around in Scott's store looking grumpy all day and got paid for it, the jerk.

"It even smells gross," Scott commented before he threw his head back to swallow the shot. Of course, Scott's lime wedge slipped out of his hand and fell on the floor, which meant he had nothing to take the edge off. "That's disgusting, give me your lime!" He didn't care that Stiles had already bit down on his, Scott made grabby hands for it anyway.