*Dr.Pick enters the Boogre Bar with a wet towel and an ice pack on his head*
Hello, everyone! Jafin, I needs a real big mug filled with coffee, milk and sugar. I was obviously up too late wit' the Rats playin' Darts!
Ah hope they didn't take too much o' me Gold! Didn't have the motivation ta count it this mornin'.
Well, Ah got a message from me friends 'bout gittin' ta the Lost sea Area. They still can't git the'selves in shape 'nough yet, er git ther' Vanish spells ta work right. They's 'bout ready ta give up on th' whole project. Can't say as Ah blame 'em of course.
*after stirring his sweet, milky coffee for the past couple minutes, Dr.Pick cautiously takes a sip*
Aaahhh...that feels so good! Prob'ly could use mo' sugar, but this will do the trick. Thank ye muchly, Jafin! *tips an imaginary hat to the Barkeep*
Someone got a nice, quiet story ta tell? Muh head still kinda hurts from all doze dart games. Hee, heee! OWCH!
+Dr.Pick