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You’re not exactly <span class="mu-i">eager</span> to try out your new duds, especially with so many of your friends making a surprise appearance lately. <span class="mu-g">CHANGING ROOMS</span> or not, you don’t want Stripes flapping his, er, jawbone about your recent purchase!
So instead you whistle to Art and chuck the can of <span class="mu-g">HANGOVER HELPER</span> his way, which he catches!
… with his face.
“<span class="mu-s">DAMN IT, STAN!</span>” He growls, tumbling to the ground, “<span class="mu-s">Why the HELL are you throwing it OVERHAND?!</span>”
That’s how you throw, you spit as the Rent-A-Cop staggers back to his feet clutching the growing goose egg on his noggin. <span class="mu-i">Wuss</span>! Not patient enough to wait for him to recover, you point to the can and then to his still-zombie-like gal-pal–that’ll fix her right up! Courtesy of <span class="mu-b">HAULIE PAULIE!</span>
“Thanks, Paulie!” Art graciously shouts, prompting a laugh and thumb’s up from the greaser! “And thank <span class="mu-i">YOU</span>, Stan…”
Okay, that wasn’t <span class="mu-i">nearly</span> as grateful! Not bothering to pick up the proverbial ‘rope’ this time around, you turn your attention to Stripes who is already watching the events unfold with glee! “Man, the more things change, da’ more they stay the same, huh sis? Except for your doll friend turnin’ human, that is.” The greaser takes a puff from his smoke as he sends an uncertain look in Art’s direction. “And uh… her and <span class="mu-i">him</span>...”
Don’t even <span class="mu-i">start</span>, you groan as you pick a spot next to him and lean back! Letting out a long, satisfied breath, you notice Stripes peering at your bag with interest. “Whatcha’ get, sis?”
<span class="mu-s">THINGS!</span> You shriek, hugging the bag close to your chest like a baby about to be snatched! Just… just <span class="mu-g">SURVIVAL THINGS!</span> The skeleton gives you a long, hard look as his cigarette slowly burns away in his mouth.
“... Huh. ‘<span class="mu-i">Things</span>’ it is, then.”
Damn straight, you growl, refusing to let go of your spoils! A-anyways, you continue, does he have time to, y’know, catch up?
“Dunno, Stan–I’m a <span class="mu-i">very</span> busy man, y’know!” Delivering the line with a stone-cold look on his face, you nearly believe him until he bursts into laughter! “Cripes, sis, I’ve always got time for you! What’s on your mind?”
Good question! Something tells you you have enough time for <span class="mu-b">THREE TOPICS:</span>
>CLIFF, WYATT, HIM… HOW’S THE TRIO DOING, ANYWAYS?
>YOU’RE ONE LIEUTENANT AWAY–DOES HE KNOW HOW THE GOOD SKELLYS ARE GONNA HELP IN THE FINAL FIGHT?
>HOW ARE THE PIRATES AND SOLDIERS FITTING IN AROUND CAMP?
>WHAT DOES HE THINK ABOUT YOUR CURRENT TEAM?
>DOES HE HAVE ANY DATING ADVICE? NOT THAT YOU NEED ANY, THAT IS!
>HAS HE HEARD ANYTHING ABOUT THOSE MISSING HUMANS LATELY?
>WRITE-IN!
