[Clearly, she does own the place! Vyng gives a polite bow to the creature — and in a series of barks and grunts that amounts to speaking the local Raccoon dialect, he says: "Greetings. I am Vyng Vang Zoombah. Spiritwalker. Prince of the Boreal Reach. And your humble servant."
As a gesture of friendship, he pulls out a jar of nuts from his green suede bag, crouches down, unscrews the lid...and holds it out, so she can scoop out a handful (or three).
Then, he finally looks up at Raleigh.]
...Uh, hey. Hi. It's me. The person you talked to on the network.
[As if Raleigh hasn't been talking to people on the network all damn day.]
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As a gesture of friendship, he pulls out a jar of nuts from his green suede bag, crouches down, unscrews the lid...and holds it out, so she can scoop out a handful (or three).
Then, he finally looks up at Raleigh.]
...Uh, hey. Hi. It's me. The person you talked to on the network.
[As if Raleigh hasn't been talking to people on the network all damn day.]