POOR RICHARDS!
Welcome to Poor Richard’s. The place where all of Michael Scott’s employees can drown away their sorrows over a pint and a bowl of peanuts. One of the greatest moments of this bar without question, was the awarding of the Dundies, some of the best prizes known in the upper Pennsylvania regional area.
As you walk into Poor Richards, an odd man in a yellow shirt and tie, with his hair parted down the middle walks up to you stone-faced and gives you an envelope. He looks you in the eyes, gives you an awkward 11-second hug, and then abruptly turns his back to you and walks out of the bar. You open the envelope and pull out the following piece of paper.
