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Mulberry clears her throat.
 
The pony and the gryphon take no notice so the mare says, “Um… Hello? I don’t mean to interrupt, but do you know where any of the staff are? I rang the bell downstairs but no one answered.”
 
“That’d be us, lass! Sorry about that, but as you can see we are a little busy.” The piano pony says, never missing a beat in his song.
 
The gryphon gives a few spins, pulling her wings in close and then slowing opening them, causing her to speed up and slow down in an amusing manner. Mulberry sees the dancer look at her a few times.
 
“Hello! My name is Emilia. That over there is my husband. His name is Solstice!” She says, ceasing her spin and entering a b stance. “…And I think I know who you are~! Mulberry right? Antione has told us all about you! Come dance with me!”
 
“He talks about me? Good things I hope!” Mulberry says laughing nervously, feeling a little flattered and embarrassed. “Anyway, I was hoping I could maybe rent a room.”
 
“Sure, sure.” Solstice says, still watching Emilia. “The keys are on the board downstairs behind the counter. Pick whatever room you wish! They are all empty.”
 
Mulberry thanks him for his generosity, and then asks, “Speaking of Antione though… He actually attacked me when I went to go visit him. Has he been acting strange or anything recentlyi?”
 
“That silly Antione has always acted strange!” Emilia says while starting to jig. “Tsk tsk… That’s not how you go about wooing a lady. You know what would help? Come and dance! Dance!”
 
“Um… Maybe later.” Mulberry says to her invitation. “I was hoping of maybe contacting the authorities. Does Mournthread have police or a jail or anything?”
 
“It’s in the city hall I think! We usually don’t have much trouble with that kind of thing, except when the fish boys drink a little too much and need a place to sober up. Anyway, enough of that. Come dance!” The gryphon says, holding out her claws in an inviting manner.
 
 
 
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