[Drew, after long hours of talking inside, and sitting, waiting, decide to move around a little.
Gales house is nice. Huh. Not bad... Not bad at all.
Suddenly slight, sharp pain. Drew Tactfully opens the candybar, and, eats it. ]
.... Only a little bit now.
[ The puzzle piece, laying flat on the table, opens its eye. It swivels from side to side before lifting up and turning left and right. It... doesn't move much more than that, though there's a low, quiet sound like that of a microphone turned on but not being used. ]











