Jason's first answer comes by the way of some excitable barking, courtesy of Magnet, Manabu's little dog omen, who comes scampering to the open door to immediately hop up on hind legs and greet him in true dog fashion. Manabu's a bit late, emerging out of a doorless room with a handkerchief around his nose and mouth. Because it's rank when seawater soaks into the floorboards and stinks up the place.
"Magnet, take it easy," he sighs, propping a mop up against the bar as he walks over. "Auh, hi. Yeah, sorry, closed until further notice...I really gotta get this place to stop smelling like fish go here to die."
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"Magnet, take it easy," he sighs, propping a mop up against the bar as he walks over. "Auh, hi. Yeah, sorry, closed until further notice...I really gotta get this place to stop smelling like fish go here to die."