Now that Jack had pulled his brain from his gut he studied the problem.
"No problem, I'll just toss this plate away and start over." He looked around for a trash can but found nothing. He then tried to drop the food on the floor but found it stuck to the plate and the plate to his hand. It clearly was not going to be easy to get out of this.
"Not much to do but suck it up and get on with life...or whatever." so he shrugged his shoulders and continued on into the processing room. when he arrived he handed his plate to the strange looking man by the door.
"Wow, your in for a weird life young lady!"
"Huh, what do you mean weird?" Jack asked not catching on to the young lady remark.
"Feh, rookie, most people like a little bit of weirdness in their lives, but not too much. With all these potatoes you'll be a candidate for Ripley's. But, your choice."
Without another word he opened the door and guided Jack (A.K.A. stood behind him with a cattle prod) into his hew life
