[Tucker's not the type to get completely smashed at some otherworldly god-party, even if it's tempting. Instead, after the initial face-stuffing, he keeps his eyes on the crowd, observing. And by far the most interesting thing to observe (besides drunk twister) has been this dude in the giant plague doctor getup scribbling on napkins.
Eventually, curiosity gets the better of him, and Tucker approaches. He's holding a beer, just, you know, to look more innocent.]
What's that? [He scrutinizes the drawing that Malkus is frantically flipping to.] A cat with a giant shoe?
Later Party
Eventually, curiosity gets the better of him, and Tucker approaches. He's holding a beer, just, you know, to look more innocent.]
What's that? [He scrutinizes the drawing that Malkus is frantically flipping to.] A cat with a giant shoe?