â€œBut I donâ€™t drink. The Moomon law encourages all Brahmen and Brahwomen not to partake, to keep our minds clear. Iâ€™ll accompany you, however, and answer any question you have to the best of my ability.â€ Scry smiled widely, "Neither do I since it does not agree with me too much but water is always the best." Scry walked with the man to in the direction of the tavern but what he saw was a gathering of people all shouting out bets, "What is this?" He asked curiously with his ears straight up and his tails wagging slightly as he felt the current of the excitement in the air, "Excuse me." He said to Jerry as he made his way through the crowd a little clumsily. he received a few choice mean words from some of the people whose toes he stepped on but he just apologized until he stood behind a man in a cowboy hat near the front.<br/><br/>What he saw made his ears go back and a sigh escaped his lips, "They are still at this? Why can't they just be friends instead of fighting like this." Someone bumped into him from behind which caused him to clumsily bump into the man in front of him. Though it honestly felt like he had walked into a brick wall since the man barely budged at all, "I'm terribly sorry..." That was when he noticed it was the sheriff and his apologies doubled, "Terribly sorry about that sheriff..." He looked at the two who were about to fight again and his ears went back, "I did not cause this this time."