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[Rude, SOMEhow, looks a bit more surly than he may usually. You see, he hasn't been able to find Reno. Like, at all. The usual bar, any bar, any type of place where a gathering of women is strong.....nothing, nada. No signs of any kind. Rude doesn't sigh cuz hey, he's actually kinda used to SOME form of alone time. He takes a lot of it, after all. Perhaps Rufus would have something for him to do to pass time with...before he can ask, some stupid bird flies over to him and lands on his shoulder.
It squaks out a "Rude's buyin, Rude's buyin" and stays put. A shake of his head follows; There's no wondering who this belonged to.]
It squaks out a "Rude's buyin, Rude's buyin" and stays put. A shake of his head follows; There's no wondering who this belonged to.]