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A Very Important Question Indeed
Smokey shared some water with them (down their throats, not over their heads this time), as well as bread and nuts, and they sat on the grass rapidly firing out tales of their journey.
“Oh, and so then the big evil ugly steelhawk swept down and Zeb was really really scared but actually I wasn’t at all even a little bit and then I had this idea to put clay—”
“Hey! That’s not how it happened at all!”
“Um, Zeb, I was there, I think I remember!”
Smokey laughed and picked quiet guitar notes with fast moving fingers.
“So you went through all that jus’ to find lil’ ol me?”
“Well, yes. And speaking of old, not to be rude, sir, but you don’t really seem very old at all,” said Flip.
Smokey grinned his resplendent grin and tapped his nose slyly.
“Well, my
