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[good_dug]

Dug has got his collar back! As the entire bar probably noticed, given how inclined he is to bouncing around and commenting on everything. But having it back means that he can CONVERSATE with people again, which makes him a very, very happy Dug indeed. No more sadfaces!

Well, not on Dug. There are probably sadfaces on the faces of the Oompa-Loompas

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[zeevofbristol]

If Dug gets close, he might smell an odd scent from this one. At least once his nose wasn't so covered in mud.

George had stepped outside for a walk, glad for it to be between full moons again. The dirty dog threw him for a moment, and he eyed it warily.

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Dug eyes him back, because covered in mud or not, he is Good at smelling! At least, some of the time. And to be honest he's more interested in the fact that George is standing right near some very interesting smelling rabbit droppings, but still. Good nose!

It could be, once he moseys over, that his nose twitches again though. And because Dug was never exactly schooled in tact...

"Hello!" Pantpant! "You smell funny!"

[zeevofbristol]

And George is grateful his own nose is almost back to baseline levels. Still his nose wrinkles, and he takes a careful step back.

Still the sudden voice makes him almost fall over with surprise as his head whipped to side to side.

"Sorry? Who said that?"

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Dug looks up at him, head cocked in confusion.

"I did!" This man is funny. Perhaps he has not met a talking dog before!

[zeevofbristol]

Nope he hasn't. George is still pretty new to the oddness that is Milliways. It's been a constant surprise and need to flail with him.

Like now as he stared and flailed as he gestured at the dog, "You-you-you are talking? In-in-n English?!?"

[good_dug]

Hmm. This man apparently cannot talk properly. But that is okay! Dug does not mind!

"Yes I am! My master made me this collar so that I may speak! So it is okay!"

[zeevofbristol]

"Wait, how-how... that shouldn't be possible!" Poor George, hard to believe he's actually brilliant with languages usually. Except for moments like this.

[good_dug]

"It shouldn't?"

Dug cocks his head on one side, very confused.

"But it is!"

[zeevofbristol]

George felt tempted to find some place to sit, and an old stump worked in a pinch. At least it was dry if chilly. He pinched the bridge of his nose, "All right, all right, so you can talk. Right, what's next, tap dance and sing on Britain's Got Talent while you're about it?"

[good_dug]

The look Dug is giving him says I have no clue what you are talking about but that is okay!

What Dug says is "I do not know what you are talking about! But that is okay."

[zeevofbristol]

"It's a television show. Never mind. So ah, ah, a collar to communicate, well isn't that brilliant. Have some mad scientist for an owner. Isn't that lovely?" The sarcasm would likely be lost on Dug, but George couldn't help be a bit sarcastic anyway.

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Yeah. You can pretty much hear the whooshing noise at the sarcasm flies right over Dug's head.

"It is very nice! He makes lots of interesting things and made it so that we could talk! But he is not usually mad."

[zeevofbristol]

He sighed, and placed his hands over his face.

"Oh I can't believe I'm having this conversation with a dog. This is insane!"

His hands finally slid away from his face.

"So ah, had that collar for a while now?"

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Dug attempts to sneak closer, tongue darting out to try and lick at George's hand. His eyes are big and worried. "It is okay! Some people are surprised because not all dogs have collars. But I do! So it is okay."

This man does not seem okay!

[zeevofbristol]

George was surprised by that, especially since some animals got nervous around him now. He found himself reaching out to lightly stroke the fur on top of Dug's head.

"Right, right."

[good_dug]

Dug's tongue lolls out, the doggy equivalent of a grin.

"My name is Dug! What's yours?"