[He follows, easily. Not like he's a real big fan of walking, but somehow he doubts offering Shadow a shortcut would go over real well. A break just as the proverbial storm clouds gather sounds about right.
This is the last union-regulated break he gets before his life slams back into overdrive. He's pretty patently certain of that.
Slidin' into a stool, he slips a bottle of ketchup out from his pocket, easy as you please. It ain't what you'd call typical ketchup. It's, uh...got a little kick to it.
Skeletons can get drunk, with a little work. Had to prepare the stuff special, but hey, if it works, it works.
He tilts the bottle to the hedgehog with a weary grin.]
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This is the last union-regulated break he gets before his life slams back into overdrive. He's pretty patently certain of that.
Slidin' into a stool, he slips a bottle of ketchup out from his pocket, easy as you please. It ain't what you'd call typical ketchup. It's, uh...got a little kick to it.
Skeletons can get drunk, with a little work. Had to prepare the stuff special, but hey, if it works, it works.
He tilts the bottle to the hedgehog with a weary grin.]
Wanna sip?