"Mina & Jordi's Eternal Exit Emporium" Chapter 1: The Last Supper (Plans) (5/12) Three weeks later, Mina's dining room table looked like a serial killer's vision board, covered in printouts, sticky notes, and enough coffee-stained research to stock a small library. They'd discovered that yes, funeral homes required licenses—lots of them. Yes, there were regulations about everything from embalming fluid storage to the appropriate thread count for burial shrouds. And yes, they could absolutely hire licensed professionals to handle the technical stuff while they focused on the business side. "Okay," Mina said, highlighting something in yellow for the fifteenth time that morning, "we need a name. Something catchy but respectful. Memorable but not offensive." Jordi looked up from his laptop, where he'd been researching the average cost of a commercial-grade crematorium. "How about 'M&J Last Stop Shop'?" Mina made a face. "Sounds like a gas station where people go to die." "Fair point." Jordi tapped his pen against his teeth. "What about 'Mina & Jordi's Eternal Exit Emporium'?" Next: The perfect name sparks brilliant inspiration... (Part 6/12)