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Matthew sniggered. "What, you got a crush on Manbear Dog over there? Fine. Lose my custom." He snatched the chit back off the bar surface. "Plenty of good bars around here that are actually hygienic." He made a show of sneezing, "M'got allergies anyway. Never could stand mongrels."
He crab-scuttled back towards the door, eyeing Voncloud suspiciously and arcing cautiously around the still sitting form of Douwe. He had no desire to be attacked. Sliding back outside, he took a moment to consider where he could try next. The Empress' Legs was still about, so far as he recalled.
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