Chicago, the non-musical

I know even broaching the subject is going to get my character assassinated, because his best defense is always an offense, but you gotta wonder how the “restaurant guy”  gets away with it now that blogs and Tweets are tracking his every non-move for the check. My favorite part of the latest episode was the squirrelly letter from his editor, whom a friend described as “one slippery little fish.” Apparently it all depends on what your definition of pay is.