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House took Triumph out for her morning run. Man and dog are back in the bar proper. Triumph has a bowl of cold water and a bowl of dog food topped with steak flavored gravy. Her companion has a sandwich platter and a curious wooden contraption called a Serpent's Cube, which starts out as a solid cube, and unfurls into a serpent, and the goal is to manipulate it back into cube-shape. Which is not as easy as Greg would like, and he's honestly about to throw the damn thing across the bar.
Interrupt at will. He might even appreciate it. Maybe.
Interrupt at will. He might even appreciate it. Maybe.