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He wanders in, looking around the bar. "Hey... Um... Does anybody know where I can find something for my dog to eat?"

Noel brings in Ruin, who immediately lays down, Tired from who knows what

He points to a large mutated looking Dog who follows him. "This is Scraps."

She barks, before Slobbering all over the wooden floor, looking at the other patrons with a sort of Mutant Hound equivalent of puppy eyes, then she sees someone she recognizes, and she ends up half drowning them in Mutant Hound kisses.

'Well isnt that interesting" Amory says

"What, Its just a guy and his dog" Ruin says, not minding the fact she looks like she's talking to herself

"But Look at it!"

"Shut up Amory"

As the conversations and noise picked up, Sam became distracted from his current interaction and twisted in his seat to look around. The tall, not entirely human male seemed confused, really, at the sudden rise in activity.

She looks at Scraps. "Down you big lovebug." She manages to pull a deer leg out of her backpack, and she throws it to the side. That gets Scrap's attention.
"Whew.... Athen.. I was looking all over for you.. Next time you leave your daughter with me, make sure you tell me where the hell you're going."

She really couldn't help herself when she saw the dog, even if it was the odd mutated kind. Dasha jumped up and squealed. "Ohh! It's so different and cute!"

She looks at Dasha, and she tilts her head, before Barking happily

"That right there is a Mutant Hound, But I call her Scraps. Because I found her eating the scraps of meat left by a Dragon." He says in his southern accent. "She's a big sweetheart.. Even if she isn't that smart."

She'd get up and walked ocer to scraps, curiously

"I rather like this vessel, do not get close"

Your a baby she thinks "Might I pet your dog sir?"

"Sure." He says smiling. "She loves being pet."

As he scanned the room, and the various patrons, Sam started to realize just how dangerous of a situation he was potentially in. Various monsters were interacting with each other, and the young hunter wasn't sure if they were good, or like the ones he and his brother hunted.

He was really starting to regret coming in unarmed.

"Sorry about my sudden enterance.. but I was supposed to find my daughter here." And he looks at Dahlia, who's holding a coffee mug.

She pets scraps, looking quite happy about the whole thing

She hands Monicup to Athen.

"Oh yeah, Monicup... Money for your swear Jar."

Surprisingly, she held herself back instead of giving in to pet the creature. For now, she skipped over to the bar and sat before she stared at the wall of alcohol. Should she sneak a drink? It would probably taste good with her ice cream. She returned to eating the cone now that it started to melt on her hand.

she takes out a mason jar, filled with money. "Leave a dollar and your cussing shall be forgotten" She squeaks.

Scraps looks at the person who is petting her, and she licks them