Wachoffizier Pinguin steps into Mercy's Inn with a determind look on his face.
"I think I know who it is," he announces as he steps further in.
"Why has Super Market stayed up in that bloody watchtower all by his lonesome these last couple of days? When was the last time anyone here saw and talked with him? How has he acquired all those bruises and scrapes? And why is it that he never showers or bathes?
He looks around from beneath his (By now very wrinkled and dirtied) cap. "I doubt anyone here will support me, but until someone can offer me evidence that he is a guardian as he claims, my vote goes for Gemeiner Super Market."
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