Walking down the rather plain and cracked sidewalk, his four muscled legs moved in perfect harmony and his twenty foot tail dragged slightly behind him as he walked past various stores and buildings and finally came to the store he had been looking for.  Drake glanced down at the paper in his hand, and then up at the address on the building to make sure they matched.  He rests his hand on the door handle and pulls it open, ducking a bit to fit my eight foot height inside the door.  Once in, he tosses the paper in a nearby trash bucket and walks forward a couple more steps so that the door doesn't close on his tail.  Stopping at the front desk, he taps the bell lightly making a single ring to be heard through the store.