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Silenus asked to see Manuel's driver's license.
Rhodes handed Manuel a copy of his rights.
The sea horses began to tremble & whispered to Merman,
"No one told us there are wrights here!"
Desiree accused Silenus of unfair profiling.
Stallion took Silenus aside momentarily.
Meanwhile: The rest of the gang became wet & or dried out,
at the Neon Seahorse. A great little establishment located at the corner of 20'th & Valencia. It being not terribly obscure, there wasn't a Hipster in sight.
The two elder Hoofed Ones, cloven & not, stood just outside the entrance,
taking the last deep drags of what they had lit.
They entered the dim, red lit small club.
"So tell us what the fuss was about Silenus?" A few asked in unison.
Stallion explained, "Silenus was concerned. It was the tool belt. He thought Orion might be in disguise & after him again. Those two need to call a truce."
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