Stone Circle baby, I'm dying for another taste

Murdock plucked a burr out of her fur and realized there was something rather familiar underneath the bog and wet dog smell. "Was this man called... Engel?" he said dramatically, beginning to realize that his dog had somehow gotten high as a kite as well as extremely dirty since the last time he'd seen her. "You must've had a busy day," he noted, a little jealous of what had, apparently, been quite the experience for the girl.

Maybe she'd take him with, next time. For now, though, she was falling all over him - not at all in the right shape to be going on adventures. "What did you two get up to?" he asked, wondering what sort of adventure this had been.