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Silenus cleared his throat, politely for a satyr.
"I wasn't profiling, I was profileering. It's part of my nature," he explained.
The former hairnet scattered, searching for a definition.
"Sis?" whispered Rhodes, "Are YOU still connected to THEM?"
"I feel that way, bro'," she soothed, "but I don't feel like myself anymore."
The merman shifted uncomfortably on his bar-stool.
"Thanks for the cocktail, friend Stallion," he said, "Could you give me a lift back to the beach?"
"It will be my pleasure," said Stallion, distracted, "I don't think you need to worry about Desiree any less, since her mind's been expanded."
"I'll bear that in mine."
"Did you feed the dogs before we left?" asked Silenus of #3.
"I forgot," said #3, gesturing towards Manuel, who was sitting in the corner twiddling his...thumbs, "He looks like he needs something to do."
"You should go with him," said Silenus.
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