There's a familiar-looking man in the bar today. You might recognise him, but you'd be forgiven if you didn't. He's a little older, has a bit more facial hair than before and...
Wait. Is that a chicken?
Yep. Chandler's over by the fire, holding a small, yellow chick in his hands. A small, yellow chick that is also quite damp.
Cheep! Cheep! Cheep
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