"Mina & Jordi's Eternal Exit Emporium" Chapter 1: The Last Supper (Plans) (8/12) It was also probably way over budget, but sometimes you had to spend money to make money, especially when that money came from the cosmic joke that was the Texas lottery system. "It really is perfect," Mina agreed, running her hand along the exposed brick. "The aesthetic is exactly what we're going for." Sandra beamed. "Wonderful! Now, I have to ask—what type of clientele are you expecting? It helps me understand your foot traffic needs, parking requirements, that sort of thing!" Mina didn't miss a beat. "Dead people. We're starting a funeral home." Sandra's smile froze in place, like someone had pressed pause on a particularly enthusiastic home shopping network host. "I'm sorry, did you say—" "Funeral home," Mina repeated cheerfully. "You know, for corpses. Deceased individuals. The previously living." "She's kidding, right?" Sandra turned to Jeff with the desperate hope of someone clinging to the last lifeboat on the Titanic. Jeff shrugged, grinning. "Afraid not. But hey, at least our customers won't complain about the parking situation." Next: Sandra processes this shocking revelation... (Part 9/12)