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[signore_treschi]

Teja, Tonio, table, tea, toast.

There would be more alliteration, but there is such a thing as taking a joke too far. . .

[[OOC: two pups, two muns, one post! Tag one, tag both.]]

[[tinytag: Tonio]]

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[destroy_restart]

There could be more alliteration. There could be Tower.

So there is, looking at them both with a grin that does not, entirely, bode well.-

Tower never does.

[signore_treschi]

Tonio, however, is not suspicious. He has no reason to be! Although he does know of Tower's nature, so he is perhaps a little more wary of him than he would be of any other patron. Still. The man (being) has been pleasant enough in the past.

"Tower," he says, and inclines his head politely.

[ostro_goth]

Teja has met the man -- anthropomorphic personification -- more than once, and remembers vague announcement of great changes to come.

Some of those changes, maybe, have happened already, so there would not be more mysterious, annoying announcements?

"Greetings, Tower," he says, calmly enough.

[destroy_restart]

"Hello, you two!" Tower says, sitting down at their table without asking, and puffing on his cigar.

"Are you enjoying the great changes in your life?" he asks, casually, as if he was asking if the food was good.

[mogget_cat]

They're totally too (t)cute a thing to (t)resist.

And alliterations are amusing.

Nearby, a not'cat naps.

[signore_treschi]

Tonio has never met Yrael.

This is a risible reality that should be rapidly rectified!

[ostro_goth]

Teja begs to differ -- Yrael was there, cat-shaped at the duel.

But that was not meeting properly. So the Goth gets up, walking over to wake and touch the not!cat.

[mogget_cat]

The Shiner shared in that scrimmage from the sidelines, supporting and slandering as he should in that situation.

The petting procures plenty of purring.