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Where Ray got the free time to duck into the Bar he doesn't know, but he's not about to question it. He heads straight for the Bar proper, Francis the robotic dog at his heels, and grabs a sandwich and a large glass of his usual green stuff. When the dog WHURFs at him, he sighs and pats the Bar again. "I'm gonna need a tug of war rope with a variable strength neodymium switchable electromagnetic in the knot, please... thank you."
Lunch is going to be spent attempting to eat with one hand and play with the robot dog with the other, it looks like.
Lunch is going to be spent attempting to eat with one hand and play with the robot dog with the other, it looks like.