And now for something very different

Josh stretched, pointing his toes and squinting one eye. The squinting didn’t seem to help, but it felt right so he did it anyway. After a moment, he stuck the tip of his tongue out of the corner of his mouth. Still no help.

“Almost,” Marty said. “About two more niches.”

“That’s what she said,” Larry stood by the doorway, smiling and looking down the hallway.

Josh gave up with a huff and slumped. “I can’t get it.”

The three of them stared at the machine. The package of donuts, with one extra, hung by the edge of its wrapper, pinched between the metal bar and the shelf.