"Fry yer Gizzard!"What a touching toast. I raised the tankard towards my mouth anticipating the lush rich flavor of whatever wine the Hermit had chosen when I heard a odd scuffling sound.
"Did you hear something?"
"Rats."
Herm would know, it was his place, after all.
"INDY SENT US!!!"
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Now THAT looks like a party!
I knew you'd think so.
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