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    Molly smiled. "Well I sure hope so. You gotta get some food in ya."


    Gaear just brush him off, still holding a packet tightly.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 148px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]Animal Control. : "You sound like Greta." Gus chuckled, looking back at her.




    Carl sniggered and tossed another at his face. [/fancypost]

    Molly shrugged. "She's right then. Ya gotta eat. You're too thin."


    Gaear glared at him, biting his lower lip angrily.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 148px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]Animal Control. : Gus looked down and patted his stomach. "I am not,"




    "You look so fûcking pissy." Carl laughed lazily flinging another at him.[/fancypost]

    Molly laughed. "Yes, you are. Too thin. It's unhealthy," she teased.


    Gaear threw the one he was fiddling with at Carl angrily.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 148px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]Animal Control. : Gus grinned. "Am not!" He laughed.




    Carl grinned and scrunched his eyes shut when it hit him. "Whoa daddy, I'm scared now."[/fancypost]

    Molly smiled, sitting down in a booth with a long sigh. "Jeez. Crazy day. We need this."


    "Shut the fûck up," Gaear growled.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 148px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]Animal Control. : Gus nodded in agreement, hurrying to sit. "Ya we do."




    Carl grinned wider and let out a giggle. "I'm okay."[/fancypost]

    Molly smiled. "N' my dad'll probably give us somethin' on the house, if he's in a good mood, of course."


    Gaear just brushed him off and stared out of a window.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 148px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]Animal Control. : Gus smiled happily. "He's always in a good mood when he sees ya."




    Carl tapped his fingers before he got up. "I'll get your god damń pancakes." [/fancypost]

    Molly rolled her eyes. "Only when I'm off duty," she teased happily.


    Gaear just smirked and put his head on the table.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 148px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]Animal Control. : Gus smirked. "Mhm." He hummed, looking around. "Hey, doesn't that guy at the counter have a bullet wound scar on his face? I've seen him somewhere..." [/fancypost]

    Molly glanced at him, examining the man further. "Huh, I feel like I have too. Maybe ... Somewhere in town? Or on one of those TV show games??"

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 148px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]Animal Control. : Gus suddenly slammed his hand down on the table and leaned forward towards Molly. "That's Carl Showalter, from the Jerry Lundegaard case a few years back!"[/fancypost]

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    Molly's mouth was agape. "Oh jeez. What do ya know? That's weird ..." she whispered back to him, motioning for him to quiet down a little.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 148px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]Animal Control. : "Why would he ever Come back here?" Gus whispered, quieting his voice as he was told.[/fancypost]

    Molly shrugged. "God knows why. It's insane. Some people are probably still on high alert after everything that happened, even though it was a long while ago."

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 148px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]Animal Control. : Gus nodded in agreement. "I mean, he's pretty easy to remember too. Should we report that?"




    Carl dropped the plate if pancakes in front of Gaear. "Here. No need to thank me. Not like you open your mouth anyway." [/fancypost]

    Molly nodded. "Probably, just to be on the safe side. Wow. Still out and on the loose. Looks like we've got two problems now, eh?"


    Gaear just sighed and unwrapped his fork from his napkin.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; opacity: .70; borderwidth=0px; width: 150px; height: 148px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: white; overflow: auto;]Animal Control. : Gus nodded. "Great day so far eh?" He asked, digging for his walky-talky.




    Carl grumbled and rubbed at his cheek again. "Whatever."[/fancypost]