Американские боги
Chapter 5
Hehummedashedrove,somecheerfulsongthatShadowcouldnotidentify.Snowflakesbegantofall,justasShadowhadimaginedthem,andhefeltstrangelyproud.Heknew,rationally,thathehadnothingtodowiththesnow,justasheknewthesilverdollarhecarriedinhispocketwasnot,andneverhadbeen,themoon.Butstill…
Theystoppedoutsidealargeshed-likebuilding.AsignsaidthattheAll-U-Can-Eatlunchbuffetwas$4.99."Ilovethisplace,"saidWednesday.
"Goodfood?"askedShadow.
"Notparticularly,"saidWednesday."Buttheambienceisunmissable."
TheambiencethatWednesdayloved,itturnedout,oncelunchhadbeeneaten—Shadowhadthefriedchicken,andenjoyedit—wasthebusinessthattookuptherearoftheshed:itwas,thehangingflagacrossthecenteroftheroomannounced,aBankruptandLiquidatedStockClearanceDepot.
Wednesdaywentouttothecar,andreappearedwithasmallsuitcase,whichhetookintothemen’sroom.
