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[ash__evildead]

Ash enters the bar from home, a small, squirming noisy bundle in his arms.

(No, it's not his son.)

"Hey, watch the claws, y'little-"

Quickly deposited on the nearest available table is a very small, very young, very wiggly brown puppy.

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[cuttingslack]

"My god, he got a lot more hair than before. And the arms! Shit, a stench get your kid?"

She's not bothered to stand up from probably two booths away.

She's also keeping a straight face.

[ash__evildead]

He just shakes his head and rolls his eyes.

"You're a riot. Really."

[cuttingslack]

"Oh, I know."

Slack blows him a kiss.

"Can I hold him? Her? ... Doggie?"

[ash__evildead]

"Sure. ...I think it's a girl."

A quick glance confirms this, as the pup attempts to gnaw on his metal hand.

"Hey, furball. You don't wanna lose those teeth."