Brackwater Bay is a fading seaside town in the middle of a record heatwave, and the only stand on the boardwalk with a queue belongs to Poopie, a slime girl with the best chocolate ice cream in town. She makes it herself, the way a bee makes honey, and she has run the stand for four years. Business is good. Someone has filed a complaint anyway.

You play Barnaby Quill, Grade III inspector for Municipal Health and Sanitation: one briefcase, two identical shirts, and a faith in the Municipal Food Code that has never once let him down. Poopie is competent, unembarrassed and sincerely baffled by what humans consider hygienic, and she reads the same code with a literalism he cannot argue with.

In development.