Galain gave Helen a wide smile and a quick bow before he obediently sat down for An'Thaya, clasping the cup of coffee close.
"I like suckers," he said. "The kind you suck on mostly. We have a jar? Where? Mmmm..." He wasn't complying too well with the whole sitting still bit as he abruptly buried his face in the mug of coffee, squirrel bite and all. He would just sit here and let his wifely one do whatever she felt she had to do. It was nice having folks here... Ghetsuhm, Helen, the pretty blonde who'd run him over... at least two of them had to be paying customers and that really made him happy.
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