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[flashbanging]

[ McCree's just lounging somewhere outside in catland, maybe in a quiet corner of one of the plazas. Far from the meowing crowd. He's got his cigarillo dangling from the corner of his mouth, and he puffs on it intermittently, looking thoughtful. ]

Gotta say, this is a real nice little respite after all the mess we just got through. These cats have been mighty hospitable, too, and it was good of'em to take us in.

[ A pause. He leans forward, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. ]

But, y'know ... just between you and me, I'm really more of a dog person.

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[endeudado]

I mean, a pet's a pet. I don't really want one, myself.

[ He... would not be able to take care of anything. Ever. ]

Just seems like a strange thing to argue about. What's next, argyle versus plaid?

[flashbanging]

[ Definitively. ]

Plaid. Ain't no question.

[endeudado]

Right? No question! But I wouldn't fight you for being wrong or anything.

[ Good answer. ]

Some people must really like cats if they're willing to start something just because you like dogs.

[flashbanging]

Naw, I don't think anyone's fixing to start anything. Just idle talk.

[ He shrugs. ]

Can't say I ain't seen it get a little heated in bars back home, though. But that was probably more due to the beer than the topic at hand.

[endeudado]

Sounds about right. Give a guy enough to drink and he'll fight you over anything.

[ Speaking from experience?? ]

[flashbanging]

You damn right he will--and that's half the fun of bar-hopping, in my experience.

[ He leans forward, 'cause he is wondering. ]

I got into it all the time when I was about your age.