Out of Coffee: I feel like I should be talking out of character but I have nothing to say. ;__;
IC:
Lou grinned over at Shaskee, bobbing up and down on her toes. "Well howdy there Shaskee! Didn't see you just standin' there." She clapped her hands together. "I really got nothin' to do around here, figured i'd just stop in and see what everybodys' been up to."
Lou tilted her head in the Sherrif's direction, then looked up at the sky almost on impulse. "Hey, you're right! Sun's out again." She purred. "Aw hell, that means another scorchin' hot day in ol' Spittoonstone. Thank Odd for the pub, aleast its nice an' cool in there." Lou looked over at the pub in question. "Say, they got some new fella runnin' the joint, don't they?"
Woozer stared at the paramite that had dared to get closer. Suddenly he let out a loud bark, stumbled back a few paces, tripped, and found himself flat on his back, kicking his legs uselessly in the air. Lou glared down at her animal.
"Woozer! Play nicely, ya stupid animal!"
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