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So, you begin, clenching your teeth as you try to tank Tzah-Tzie’s feral assault, what’s uh… what’s on the menu today, boss?
“Got some really nice Muusp in before the city locked down,” Replies the cook as he gives the pan another shake, “But now I gotta use it all before it spoils… just my luck, right?” Diffusing the disappointment with a shrug and a laugh, the Mox shifts his massive eyes your way! “At least we’ve got the sea, right? Got plenty of Hornfin and Trapjaw… oh, and fresh Muckscraper too! Dock buddy caught ‘em just this morning–absolute MONSTER!”
“Any Biitzu?” Inquires TT as she wriggles free of your hand!
“Running low, but yep! You’d think I’d be up to my crest in the stuff with how many there are in the parks…” Mutters Golla as he sends a sidelong glance skyward. “But hey: give it a little time–next one that swoops down lookin’ for a free snack is gonna become the lunch special!”
Good to know, you reply, idly drumming your fingers on the cart while Golla shakes a threatening fist at the sky, so he’s been here for a while, then? Probably hear all kinds of weird stuff!
“Psssh, weird stuff in Gold Town? Yea, water’s wet too, y’know.”
Actually, some people suggest that water <span class="mu-i">isn’t</span> wet, you reply with a smile! Y’see, the actual definition of what constitutes ‘wet’ i-<span class="mu-s">AAAUGH!</span>
“Yea… yea, hurt him MORE!” Snickers Rezzie as you recover from the sudden splash of hot oil in your eye!
“Anywho, I hear things!” Shrugs the Mox as he returns to his cookery!
“Anything <span class="mu-i">PARTICULARLY</span> juicy, hmm?” Asks TT as she leans forward to take a whiff of the food!
“Try this on for size: two casinos and a Swoos Lounge got hit the other day. No witnesses, but some of the uh… ‘<span class="mu-i">Local Entrepreneurs</span>’ are sayin’ it was a Shyppa.” The meatslinger punctuates his sentence with a derisive snort!
Is uh… is that weird?
“C’mooooon! A <span class="mu-i">SHYPPA?!</span> Look, I don’t mean ta’ sound racist or nothin’, but when the day comes where a Shyppa is able to hit multiple Gold Town establishments without nobody catchin’ a glimpse of ‘em, we’re all gonna be very, very old. And dead. VERY old and VERY dead, my friend.”
“Y’think it was something else?” Asks Volka, her eyes widening as she leans in closer!
“Think? I don’t gotta think, kid!” Scoffs the stallworker as he sprinkles something over the meat! “I got five customers today who like their rolls <span class="mu-i">spicy</span>, if ya’ catch my drift…” Quickly surveying the area around the stall, the Mox leans in closer with a conspiratorial glimmer in his bulbous eyes! “On a good day I get maybe one of ‘em! Coincidence? I think NOT!”
>CONTD.
