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Eddie smiled wryly. [color=ed1c24]"Ya look like a re-u-lar dappa dan."[/color]

He threw himself at the mule yet again, digging around on the oppisite Don. He grabbed a few more vials of glitter. Chartreuse. Gross. He opened the lid and dumped it on the ground. Next vile. Brown? Why? Who uses brown glitter? He dumped it next to the Chartreuse. He dug in once more. Red... Damn. He liked red. He reach a final time, hoping it would be anything else. Baby puke green! Perfect! After dumping out the last vial he cover the glitter up with loose dirt. In each empty vial he mixed equal parts gold and blue with 98 parts water. He shook the vials as though he was a scientist and maybe this really was the cure for cancer. 

[color=ed1c24]"So,"[/color] Eddie started, still fixated on his potions. [color=ed1c24]"Both scientists. Doctas. Hmmmm... Oh! do we still have..."[/color] He cut himself off as he began to frantically search. [color=ed1c24]"YES!"[/color] He exclaimed, pulling out a white lab coat. Well, mostly white lab coat. The coat was covered in a little dirt and a lot of blood, to the point it seemed more dark red than white.

[color=ed1c24]"Gawd Dammit, Daan! What did I tell ya about people we meet!? You don't..."[/color] He stared at the coat, fixated by it for only a moment. [color=ed1c24]"Oh shit. This was my bad. Heh, that's right. Oh man, did I beat this guy to death. That's what he gets for thinking he's so smaat. Egghead bastard."[/color] Eddie blows his nose with the lab coat and stuffs it back into the mule's bags. 

[color=ed1c24]Well, unless you have another suit that or something nicer thaat you are holeden out on me, we may haave to revise ower plan.[/color] Something catches his eye, the barrel of the gun. This was not something special, couldn't have been. Eddie and Don carry the special stuff on them. At least the small stuff. He reaches in the bag to pull out a carbine-esque rifle. High quality, no bullets and also broken. But it sure did look convincing. [color=ed1c24]We do still haave this from those Rubes back west.[/color] He subtly blurts out. He rummages around some more.

[color=ed1c24]"Oh, but what ever shall I wear?"[/color] He swoons, using his best 'Southern Belle' impression.