Apparently, no one remembered to buy donuts for the meeting. The room fell silent as the members stared at each other, each one of them wondering who would break the awkwardness.
A tentative proposal was made to order pizza, but someone countered with the suggestion to just have a salad bar instead prophets of the guild. The meeting was saved by the brave soul who remembered to bring a box of donuts from the break room fridge. It was a small victory, but it was enough to keep the meeting from devolving into a full-blown guild coup.
Continue to Section 6: The Great Debate Over Who Ate the Last Donut