Grendel chuckled once more as Boogie poked fun at Bigby. Poking fun at the sheriff, behind his back or to his face, had become a favorite pastime for Gren, especially since he was such an easy target, "Do we look like druggies to you, Wolf?" Gren asked, almost sarcastically as he took another big drink from his whiskey, now slamming the glass down on the counter. It was blatantly obvious that Gren was getting more and more annoyed as time went on with Bigby in the bar. "We don't know anything, so why don't you go bark up another tree?"