Ben Hansen
They hadn't gone far before they came upon a town. Looking at each other conspiratorially, they entered.
Oddly, the town was the perfect image of one of the many frontier towns shown in so many bad Western movies. They split up, grabbed some handy revolvers somebody had left standing nearby, and walked along the unnecessarily wide main street. Then they realised that all the people who lived there were looking at them oddly, and acted nonchalant.
"Excuse me," Hugh yelled to nobody in particular, "We're looking for a man who looks like a doctor, carrying a poodle made of ming. Has anybody seen that?"
"You idiot hugh, Ming's the chinese dynasty it came from, not what it's made of," Ben hissed in his ear.
"I saw him," yelled a man near the back of the crowd.
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