[ Hey, why was he here? He couldn't really grasp it, which really was probably the effect from the alcohol, and that clearly meant he should take another long swig from that bottle on the bar. After a long moment, he looked back at Dale, over the long, long snout that was his horsie snout.
He stared at him, and then blinked once.
Twice.
A snort. ]
No, that's stupid. I think I'm from... [ He scratched at his chin with his weirdly human shaped (but still furred) hands. A flash of those creepy horse teeth as his lips pulled away, head tipped, and then -- ]
California, maybe? Why? Where are you from?
[ A point of a hand, before he pulled out another cigarette, followed by a match that was squirreled away in his front pocket.
Yes, he'd had one. No he had not remembered until he wanted a smoke. ]
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[ Hey, why was he here? He couldn't really grasp it, which really was probably the effect from the alcohol, and that clearly meant he should take another long swig from that bottle on the bar. After a long moment, he looked back at Dale, over the long, long snout that was his horsie snout.
He stared at him, and then blinked once.
Twice.
A snort. ]
No, that's stupid. I think I'm from... [ He scratched at his chin with his weirdly human shaped (but still furred) hands. A flash of those creepy horse teeth as his lips pulled away, head tipped, and then -- ]
California, maybe? Why? Where are you from?
[ A point of a hand, before he pulled out another cigarette, followed by a match that was squirreled away in his front pocket.
Yes, he'd had one. No he had not remembered until he wanted a smoke. ]