"Hammy, it looks as though we're finally on our way."

Henri was acknowledge by a little snort from the piglet tucked into the crook of his arm. Henri nodded.

"Mmm... Yes, I think so, but she said that if I didn't take you with me then she was going to turn you into bacon. You are much too small for that so you might as well just come back with me. I could turn you into a mecha-pig, I have done it before, it was a roaring success!"

The little pig just snorted again. Henri scratched his head and let out a deep, thunderous yawn. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a black stick and popped one end into his mouth. He reached back into his pocket and pulled out a small hand sized blowtorch. Clicking a trigger several times apparently didn't provide the appropriate reaction, the Doctor shook the small device roughly in the air above his head. He brought it back down and clicked the little trigger again. Suddenly a large burst of flame appeared, much to big for it's intended job. Henri leant forward, poking the stick into the enormous flame. Drawing oxygen through it produced smoke to fill his lungs. He released the trigger so that the flame died and then placed the blowtorch into his pocket. He carried on down the pathway not stopping until he reached [i]THE BAWDY DOG[/i].

"Let's go in, Hammy."

Dr. Vickers wasn't sure of what to make of the scene inside, apparently some sort of ruckus was going on. Deciding not to worry too much, he skirted around the room, along the walls, only occasionally asking someone to move out of the way.

"Excuse me. Pardon me, miss. Ah, no sir, this is my pig, you cannot play with him."

He made his way to where he could get a drink.

"One Ale and one slop for my friend, thank you."

As he waited he observed the room.