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[good_dug]

Doors open in Milliways all the time. They're not unusual. Often-seen patrons of said bar probably have ceased to notice them. This one in particular could very easily go unnoticed, being quite small, and square, and low to the ground. If it continued to stay silent and closed, it's likely no one would ever pay it a second thought.

Which, of course

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[hallelujahpilot]

DUG!

There is a squeak, and a scramble, and Dug has a pilot standing in front of him, hands up to pat him when he calms down enough, and her face beaming.

"It's real, honey."

[good_dug]

He calms down just long enough for her to pat him and then he's up again, doing his level best to scramble his front paws all over her body, attempting to wash her face with his tongue.

"Hello! I am back! I remember you! You were nice when I had no collar! How are you! I am GOOD!"

[hallelujahpilot]

It'd be very dangerous for her to kneel. But she's a Marine. They do crazy shit like that. So, kneel she does, half in the hopes he'll stop trying to jump all over there.

"Of course I remember you, honey," she says, giggling and ducking from the licks. "And I'm real glad you're back."

[good_dug]

She remembers him! This is SO EXCITING. Dug rears back and plants his front paws on her shoulders, panting happy doggy breath into her face, beaming as only an overjoyed Dug can.

"I am glad too! The airship was not fun! We learned about being polite but there was no lake to swim and I did not get treats and I had to eat kibbles!" SHOCK. HORROR.

[hallelujahpilot]

OH NO!

"Do you want a bone to make up for it?"

[good_dug]

"Yes! Yes I would!" He bounces off of her, chasing his tail in a happy circle for a moment. "I would like a bone! Please!"

Trudy may notice, upon looking around, that all available waitrats seem to have strategically fled the premises.

[hallelujahpilot]

She notices, and pulls a face. Still, there is the Bar.

"Okay, honey, come with me," she says, getting to her feet and walking over to the Bar.