Tim, Splat Tim would give a smile with some more finger guns to the server.
Tim, Splat Tim will take a look around mow to make sure this place is up to code. Not only do I, Tim, splat Tim, serve as a president, but also Health Inspector, for I am Tim, Splat Tim Health Inspector AND President of the Nexus!
Tim, Splat Tim would jump out of his seat and take a look around scribbling on his, Tim, Splat Tim's note pad, while also making stern grunts. After a couple minutes, Tim, Splat Tim would sit back in his chair and look at the server and sigh.
I, Tim, Splat Tim will lay it to you straight. This place is a mess, you got wet paint all over the place, paint in the coffee and just paint everywhere. If you were planning on remodeling, ya should have closed down the shop. Now, Tim, Splat Tim would then crack a cold one of light blue paint and chug it whilst burping I, Tim, Splat Tim understand its a rough economy out there, and trust me, Tim, Splat Tim, I, Tim Splat Tim am working on it. However, until this place is up to code, I, Tim Splat Tim, out of the safety for the citizens of the Nexus, ask you close this establishment down for now, until I, Tim, Splat Tim can re-evaluate this place in, uhhhhhh, a week, or maybe longer, for I, Tim, Splat Tim am very busy with presidential work. So for now this place must close. Thank you for your understanding.
Tim, Splat Tim would then turn the sign to closed and clap his, Tim, Splat Tim's hands
Work done.