Pointy-Eared Bros
Bagels. It was midnight, and he wanted bagels. Why on earth it was bagels, Jean-Paul didn't know, but he had a hankering for some. Problem was, the institute was fresh out of them, and the market was closed. Where on earth was he going to get a bagel at midnight?
The answer? Tesla Bros Bagels. That place was open all the freaking time.
So Jean-Paul threw on his slippers and jacket and climbed into the car with a yawn, starting it up and driving toward the building, where he slipped into a parking spot and shuffled inside.













