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Catching the glance from the P.I. Tic found it impossible to read, he wasn't sure if he was too drunk to read it or the man was displaying an emotion beyond his spectrum of understanding. Deciding it was anything good the drunk huffed and returned his gaze to the conversation happening at his table with a small pout.

The assurance that the food tasted good even when consumed quickly still left Tic in wonder and fear, his upper body lurched forward determined to get a better look at the stranger despite his leg's new found refusal to move. What kind of monstrous metabolism lurked in that thin frame of a person, of course Tic was less then able to put this tactfully.

[color=716cb1]"But, where did it all go?!"[/color] looking on the woman as if she might try and eat him alive.