A UPS truck arrives at the Southeastern door and the driver bounds* into the Tavern carrying a large box. "Got a boxful of spats here for someone!" he cries out, "And there's a box of silver-tipped walking canes and a box of silk tophats still on the truck. Somebody wanna gimme a hand?"


Bounding is the required mode of movement for UPS drivers. Shuffling is frowned upon and mosying is a guaranteed pinkslip.