Lion Head Mesa socius

it was an awkward silence as far at the chihuahua was concerned, and when in situations like it, he tended to spill forth words to fill the quiet.

unfortunately for germanicus, these weren't in relation to his investigation.

"n- now talk o' all'a this morbidity t' th' side fer two moments, jus' t' rest mah mental circuits, ah do hope t' hear word or even sentence bless you o' our dear mutual amigo." gucci gave a knowing, eager look to germanicus, tail wagging. 

"how's th' young crawfetha doin'?" is he finally happy?