"Excuse me, sir," somebody said, startling Herlion out of his half-slumber. "May I sit with you and talk a while?" the man asked. "I've just arrived in the Green Dragon Inn, and this is a new place for me."
"Why... of course," said Herlion, beginning to feel that he was staring. Remembering any manners he may have had, he stood up, unaware that he was turning beet red, and, clearing his throat said: "My name is Herlion. And what may I call you?"
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"Glue... very powerful stuff."
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