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[calmhrtprevails]

The Bar produced an odd note today when Fawkes came up to return his latest book. He peered at it a while, then shrugged and made his way behind the bar. After some thought the specials sign went up:

Special Tonight:

Discuss philosophy, morality, or ethics with the Bartender
for five minutes
and your order is 50% off.After a bit he added one more

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[forgottenmotley]

The Fool has only one question for the tender. "Why?"

[calmhrtprevails]

"Because I can't ask questions of a book," says Fawkes, in a voice that ... is pretty much the opposite of George Takei's.

[forgottenmotley]

"Yes you can," he says. He grins, bells ringing as he speaks.

[calmhrtprevails]

"Not if I want any kind of a meaningful answer," says Fawkes. "I would prefer to be able to discuss things, rather than let them echo around in my own head."

[forgottenmotley]

"And you think you can get meaningful answers from people?"

[calmhrtprevails]

"Perhaps," says Fawkes. "The only way to find out is to try."

[forgottenmotley]

"What will you try next if you don't get anything meaningful?" he asks.

[calmhrtprevails]

"Other people, I think," Fawkes says. "And then back to the books, most likely. While I'm here, anyway."

[forgottenmotley]

The Fool looks up into the air and then around himself and Fawkes and the rest of the bar. "Have you tried cats?"

[calmhrtprevails]

"I don't believe I've ever seen one," Fawkes says thoughtfully. "Are they much good at conversation?"

[forgottenmotley]

"They can be," the Fool says. Which is true, for a given value of conversation. "They're certainly very good at letting you know what they want."

Also true.

[calmhrtprevails]

"In that case," says Fawkes, "I shall look for one at the earliest opportunity. You have my thanks."