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[hauntpadour]

[He tried to bring something appealing, so a very fully loaded pizza is on the table.]

I was a bit concerned, but I'm glad you didn't get hurt or killed.

[He'll just put his usual casual kiss on the bear's temple, giving Rex a good, affectionate pat.]

At least it wasn't too disruptive to the casino.

[thumbsdown]

Yeah... at least I know the place can run without me for a few weeks.

[It puts less pressure on him to be walking around checking on things. As soon as the pizza is set down he tears off a slice and practically inhales it.]

How have you been doing?

[hauntpadour]

[He takes a slice for himself, leaving the rest for the werebear to consume, tail flickering.]

Yes, that's comforting. I've been glad to find I have people to rely on when I die or disappear.

[Probably not good that he's getting insensitive to it. But, eh.]

I've been good, busy as always. Planning for Halloween.

[thumbsdown]

[Boone gives Egon a stern look.]

Yeah, well. Don't make it a habit.

[Dying, that is.]

Wondering if I should do anything with the casino for Halloween. What do you think?

[hauntpadour]

I try not to.

[Not that he's done a good job of it, with his death count now bordering on the event of memory loss. He's hoping not to cross that line though.]

None have been intentional, at least.

I think you should, you could get a lot of traffic offering specialty drinks and adding Halloween games to the venue. Bobbing for apples and such.