Lou opened the door to the Bittersweet Opple and peered inside, Woozer leaning in close behind. She saw a drunk-looking clakker sitting at the bar, and a wolvark struggling to kill chippunks with a broomstick.
"Out yous goooo...Baaad lil' critturs..." The wolvark said in a delusional voice. Lou scowled, tapping the wolvark smartly on the chest.
"Say, 're you the new guy? Guess you are- say, you don't look so good." She grabbed him roughly by the shoulders and steered him towards a chair sitting nearby. "Maybe you oughta set down, ya look like someone just hit you b'tween the eyes with a brick or somethin'."
She glanced back over her shoulder, frowning when she realized that Sherrif Whyte wasn't in the bar yet.
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