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[ratatouiller]

There are two pups in the bar - two completely unrelated pups who don't even know the other exists, because really, why would they? They have nothing in common.

On the one hand, there is a Remy, sitting atop the bar's surface, just people-watching and more or less enjoying a lazy day off.

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[thiefprinceremy]

Remy, meet... well, Remy.

The rat was being squinted at, this was followed by: "Pssst! Hey, you got anything shiny?" And a ferrety facepalm, "Sorry. Meant to ask if you used t'be human."

[ratatouiller]

"Uh - no," answers the rat, taken a bit aback. "To both questions. I'm afraid I'm just a rat with nothing."

Nothing much to his name, and certainly nothing shiny.

[thiefprinceremy]

He nodded, it was a wriggly, full-body movement. He was a little bit like a furry eel, "Yeah, okay, just sort of taking a poll, lot more animals around than usual, most've them used to be people, I know I did."

[ratatouiller]

Well, Remy certainly knows a bit about that. His (only?) friend Linguini used to be a boy, but no longer.

"How'd you all get to be like that? What happened?"

[ratatouiller]

Remy turns in YT's direction, for a moment rather stunned to actually find another rat who isn't waitstaff here.

But then something about what she says makes him realize that this must be another case of the turned-into-animals thing - the same sort of magic that happened to turn Linguini into a squirrel.

"...actually, no. I'm always like this."

[ratatouiller]

"Yeah." Okay, he should not be finding some sort of offense from that.
"And you were turned into an animal magically, right?"