Had she seen anything good? Well, that is debatable. She laughed nervously, "Mrs. Rosemary's f-f-f-food all-fall-good-cat-gory. Yums. Uh, udder o-ones b-b-b-be Ava-books," she pointed out Ava's table, "A-and, Oh!" she stopped looking around and pointed right at Marcus and Tony, "Heh-there located Marcus-metal-mith. G-g-good works i-if l-like melee, heh, o-or pretties too, heh-heh...hmm," The raccoon tilted her head in thought as she finally reshouldered her backpack. "Curious ivv-eetle-bart a-a-a-a-any good Marcus, hmm."
Well, couldn't hurt to ask. Besides, she neither expected nor desired much for the brass bug. The thing had scared the shit out of her one morning when she'd left it on the table. She'd like to be rid of it. "T-t-t-think Imma check metal p-products, heh-heh. Pretty-ss-s-safety too-think-now-bout maaaaybe-bolth." She turns back to Sam Hain, again focusing on the hat instead of the teeth. "Nice-meet, f-fo-fo-join if w-want see Marcus-stuff or-or non-den-pen-then jubilee the fair, heh."
Morgan shall also leave to rejoin main thread.
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