Good evening, I'm a Health Inspector with the Department of Human and Thrall Services, may I speak to the owner, we've had a few formal complaints made about your establishment.
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He isn't available at this moment. How can i help you?
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Yes I received an anonymous report from someone claiming that they saw two pigeons fornicating in the ice box and Thrall meat being served as a special one night, do you care to comment on these claims?
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*bursts out laughing* Sorry, uhh... not likely it happened. People here hate all things density related. Want some advice? Leave, before the bouncers kill you
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Well that's why they would be serving Thrall meat, and what about the fornicating pigeons?
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*bursts out laughing again* Not likely
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Well the guy sent me some disturbing photos as proof *hands you photos*
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*sees photos* *attempts to hold in laughter* *laughter bursts out*
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Yeah yeah now who's responsible for these two pigeons doin the deed in your Ice Box?
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I... i don't know
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Yeah well if it happens again I'm afraid I'm gonna have to shut you guys down. Anyways, Can I get something to drink?
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After that threat? No [spoiler]jk[/spoiler][spoiler]yes[/spoiler] *serves drink*
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Actually can I get a... [spoiler]*Gets hit in the head with an apple*[/spoiler] ...Reds Apple Ale?
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Sure thing *serves apple ale*
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And I can't be killed, I'm a god.
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[spoiler]here, there are rules... if they kill you, you die [/spoiler]
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*whisper to julie* those were my pigeons
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[spoiler]lmao[/spoiler][spoiler]everything in the world makes sense now[/spoiler]