Tiger was green, I tell you - positively green, with envy over Sal's shelves.
"When?" he wailed. "When shall I get MY shelves, Father?"
(Or something like that.)
Not being one to like to favor one son over the other, The C.F.O. was honor bound to finish Tiger's shelves, and tout suite!
(My evil master plan is unfolding nicely, don't you think?)
And, of course, the entertainment section needed doing, as well.
(Rubbing hands together. Chortling fiendishly.)
Tiger's shelves and the entertainment center!
I. am. happy.
La troisième partie when we he finishes the rest!