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[explorertruman]

Truman dealt with the bar being out of commission yesterday well enough. He spoke with some of the waitrats instead, and almost seemed to have a conversation going with them. So he didn't realize the Bar was back to normal yet. He tried squeaking to one of the rats, even though he wasn't entirely sure what he was saying. It could be saying hello or

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[onehoopyprefect]

And there's Ford, one table over, working his way through a pot of tea. His Guide is open in front of him, and he's typing away on the entry screen.

[explorertruman]

Truman's smile brightened, and he got up to head over with his milkshake.

"Hiya Ford, how you been?" He chirped and took a long sip of his milkshake.

[onehoopyprefect]

Ford looks up, startled, but smiles easily enough.

"It's been a rough couple of weeks, actually. A couple of friends of mine, including my girlfriend and her daughter, got into some trouble outside the bar. They're back now and okay, mostly, but, yeah, pretty rough. How about you?"

[explorertruman]

"Oh, geez, I'm sorry to hear that. But they're fine now you said?" Truman remarked with sympathy. He gestured to the seat nearby to indicate whether it was ok to sit down.

"Been ok mostly. Met some more people around here, no other trips yet though."