Quote:
Originally Posted by Harry O'Gane
"What's yer name, fella? And what do I owe you?"
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"I'm Tipsy," he says and holds his arm out to the side. "And this is my brother, Itus. He don't talk much no more." He scratches his face. "Owe me?" He snorts. He pulls out a pipe, looks in it and frowns, then sticks it back into his shirt. "You don't owe me nothin', fella. Explanation'd be nice, though."