"Oh, well, I suppose it could be something like that. Don't know if there will be anyone there to meet you though. Hmmmm, as for what it is and what it looks like...well...the name is sageleaf and..."
He went behind the bar and started looking at items underneath it.
"I know I have a picture or something around here. No.. No...*there was a whoosh of wind that caused his hair and coat to blow upward.* That's not it, no. nuoooo..nuh-uh...*sounds of something chittering angrily and some grunts from Joe, fallowed by a click* That's definitely not it. Hmmmm. Ah! Here we are!"
He stood up grinning and held up one arm holding a scroll. The other hand was in his pocket. He placed the scroll on the bar top.
"Ummm now if you will,uh excuse me a moment, I have to take care of something, Fred will see to it that the gollems get you anything else you need. " He turned and opened the door to the back, which seemed to lead to his office this time before it closed. As he did so, the ghostly vulpine form of Fred faded into visibility beside the scroll, looking at the door Joe had left through with a cocked head.
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