[Forward-dated to Tuesday]
[Ladies and gentlemen of Mayfield, Tybalt has regained his clothes!
This might not sound like much of a regain, but, well, if you've interacted with him before, the difference is a little jarring. You see, until today, he'd been wearing the darkest Mayfield-provided clothes he could find, with no real regard for how they looked. As of this morning... well, he still doesn't care, but... um.
Yeah. Ohyeah. Why yes, those are leather pants.
So that's how he's dressed now. Enjoy.]
[A: Morning at 1651 Albright Lane]
[Well, he's... trying to make breakfast, anyway. This mostly consists of heating up a side of bacon in a pan on the stovetop, but there's a little too much at once and it keeps throwing off little bits of hot grease.]
[B: The butcher shop]
[Oh hey, he's actually in a half-decent mood. Go figure. If you talk he might actually respond today.]