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Warren sits at a table.

But is Warren Wes, or is he Warren?

Well...he's Warren...

Why do you ask?

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"Really? What kind?"

Tiffany is curious, but at the same time, intent on her search.

"Well, I'm looking for an actual sheep. It's a ewe."

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"I thought it might be a former sheep," Warren explains. "...I've been here too long."

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Tiffany stares a bit.

"How would you know whether it was a former sheep or not?"

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"It would probably come up in conversation."

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"I hope my sheep hasn't become a former sheep. I'll get in more trouble if it has."

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"Why? It's not like it's your fault. Plus? It's just a sheep," he points out.

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Tiffany's stare contains a hint of a frown now.

"That sheep won Best at the last Trials," she says indignantly. "It's hardly 'just a sheep.'"

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He tries to stare her down.

"Oh. Sure. Okay," he says sarcastically.

Warren doesn't think highly of most living things. Also: undead things.

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It has been noted that Tiffany can outstare cats. She stares back.

"If you happen to meet a former sheep, please ask if it once was cared for by the Achings," she requests.

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Warren's eyes water.

"Uh. Fine."

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Was that a twitch from Tiffany? Certainly not.

"Thank you."

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Warren rubs at his eyes.

Contacts.

"Uh-huh."

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Tiffany smiles politely.

"I suppose I will look for my sheep, now."

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He gives her a thumbs up, still blinking agitatedly.

"Enjoy."

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And she leaves.