[The dog of course is happy to accept pets. Magic spirit or not, what dog doesn't?
Casey grins, lifting two fingers.]
That's my usual, anyway. Two ciders, please! Once you're done getting fluffed.
[He takes out a scrungly, half-bent spoon from his pocket and sets it on the countertop, ready to pay for both. The dog will grab it when he's good and ready. Pet him, pet him!!]
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Casey grins, lifting two fingers.]
That's my usual, anyway. Two ciders, please! Once you're done getting fluffed.
[He takes out a scrungly, half-bent spoon from his pocket and sets it on the countertop, ready to pay for both. The dog will grab it when he's good and ready. Pet him, pet him!!]