This is the time and this is the place to be alive

No, but now I want to!

Well hopefully he’s somewhere around here. Either that or he actually caught that food truck he was chasing and is now buried in a mountain of uncooked hot dogs. 

What you call me?

Uhhh, hey and also you I think?

“Aw, that’s very nice of you. I’ll try to help as best I can. How long has he been missing for?”

“For about as long as I’ve been looking. Mrs. Hennessy had him in her arms but then he saw one of those food trucks that sells hot dogs go down the street. I have never seen that dog move faster.”

“Yes, standing right in front of me.”

“Really? How long ago? Can you tell me the direction he was heading in?”

“No, but have you seen a cat around? White, really short tail?”

“I can tell you all the dogs I’ve seen today and that was not one of them.”

“Dang man, I’m beginning to think Arftoo-D2 has been dognapped.”

“Did you lose it? I mean, I haven’t seen one, but I could help you look.”

“That’d be cool of you. I’ve only been out here for about twenty minutes, but a fresh pair of eyes can’t hurt. It’s not my dog though, my neighbor’s the one looking to get him back.”

I know this is uni, but what fun is there around here for really boring people?

Uh well, the Young Republicans Club meets every Tuesday and Thursday at 3:30.

I’m going to a party. Coming?

Sorry, I’ve kind of... got plans. Have fun though. But like, the safe kind of fun. Not the fun that leaves you with tattoos you didn’t want.