Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium Page #3

Hello? Grandma?

Uh... 89,

144, 233,

377, 610?

Perfect.

The number four-

do we really need it?

If you like squares, you do.

Oh, I like squares.

Good. Now,

the hot dog to

hot dog bun ratio-

why, for the love of mustard,

are there never enough buns?

Extra hot dogs.

Yes, but why?

In case you drop a couple.

What kind of insufferable

fool drops a hot dog?

Anything can happen, sir.

Anything can happen, hmm?

How absolutely true.

You're exactly the mutant

I'm looking for.

You're hired.

What?

- You're hired!

- That's it, huh?

- That's all I need.

- Uh, sir...

- Don't you agree, Mahoney?

- No, not exactly.

Perfect. I've heard

great things about you.

Really?

No, not yet,

but I'm sure I will. Oh!

I see you've brought

your abacus along. Top-notch.

Come along.

I'll show you the store.

# Bum, bum, bum #

#The store and then I'll

show you my office... #

Duck, duck, duck...

Goose!

We sell almost every kind

of whatnot imaginable, Mutant,

from ant farms to zeppelins.

I've owned this store

for 113 years,

ever since I came

to this country,

although I've been inventing

toys since the mid-1770s.

- Wha... Excuse me, sir?

- Yes?

Did you say 1770s?

Yes, sir. So, as you

can imagine, accounting

is a brand-new concept to me.

You know, that would make you

at least 240 years old, sir.

You're already hired, Mutant.

There's no need to show off.

Now, follow me.

Here we are.

I haven't thrown anything away.

Yeah, yeah, I can see that.

Are-are all these receipts?

Mostly. Some are

important documents.

Others might be doodles

I never framed.

I can't tell the difference.

So you've obviously never kept

an account of your income.

No.

Or filed a tax return?

No.

Renewed your city business license?

Renewed my?

Renewed your...

Eh, forget it.

You realize to

determine the worth

of this store out of this,

um... fire hazard, really,

is an insurmountable task,

and if you have...

somehow managed to keep

from going bankrupt

or being evicted,

sent to prison for

tax evasion, uh...

Oh-ho.

...why do you want to do this now?

Ah, yes.

Can you keep a secret?

The firm holds a very strict

exclusivity policy.

Don't worry.

But can you keep a secret?

Yes, sir.

I'm leaving.

The store?

The world.

You see these shoes?

I found these

in a tiny little shop

in Tuscany

and fell in love with them

so entirely,

I bought enough

to last my whole life.

These are my last pair.

So, if you'll excuse me,

I have a pressing marbles match,

and I must warm up

my thumbs.

Eric! Are you ready

for our marbles match?

- Mr. Magorium?

- Yes?

- Does that seem right to you?

- Does what?

No, this doesn't seem right at all.

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