[The man DOES INDEED GO AWAY, though not before giving them one last wary look. When he finally does turn to leave, Heather whispers to Shiro--]
You encouraged me. So if I have to go to jail when Cujo commits Sushi Crimes, you're coming with me.
[The other "contestants" have now entered the little circle-- and a number of them are not-so-subtly staring at the happy, drooling canine in their midst. Because wtf?]
[The game-runner shuts the little gate, announces that the round is starting, and then pulls the lever to start the conveyor belt with a clunk.]
[And as the sushi starts making its way around...]
[Cujo becomes a juggernaut. Just bulling his way around the circle, putting his entire front half on the conveyor belt, gobbling the sushis with a single-minded, wild-eyed fervor. Someone's Palpitoad goes flying. It's chaos in the ring.]
[And Heather actually has to grab onto Shiro to remain upright. She's howling.]
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You encouraged me. So if I have to go to jail when Cujo commits Sushi Crimes, you're coming with me.
[The other "contestants" have now entered the little circle-- and a number of them are not-so-subtly staring at the happy, drooling canine in their midst. Because wtf?]
[The game-runner shuts the little gate, announces that the round is starting, and then pulls the lever to start the conveyor belt with a clunk.]
[And as the sushi starts making its way around...]
[Cujo becomes a juggernaut. Just bulling his way around the circle, putting his entire front half on the conveyor belt, gobbling the sushis with a single-minded, wild-eyed fervor. Someone's Palpitoad goes flying. It's chaos in the ring.]
[And Heather actually has to grab onto Shiro to remain upright. She's howling.]