OOM: Wherein Spoon asks a serious question and makes vulgar gestures at a
priest.
At some point after lunch, Spoon makes his way inside and finds the bar instead of the house. Its after the moon, and it could be worse, and so he takes a deep breath and whistles. Two balls of gray fluff come running (and yelling, yes) as they tumble and bump their way into the room. The kids didn't enjoy being stuck away from the people who spoil them with pettings.