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Goober took off rather suddenly, though not without a few parting words. Smash wanted to call him back, tell him she totally intended to take him out to lunch or something for all of his efforts. Instead, she just shouted, "Okay, smell ya' later!" at his retreating back. She favored the back of his head with a lopsided grin before turning back toward the she-wolf whose name she still didn't know. It didn't really matter.

"Samesies," she quipped lightly in reply, nodding her head. "Hey, if you don't mind, can you also tell him I'll probably be leaving soon but that I'll howl before I go? Thank-y!" Shooting the woman a toothy grin, Smash then bowed theatrically—because it had been a performance, after all—and made her exit to the east.