The big skunk shrugs his shoulders to the question of whether he will be around at the same time, making a dismissive gesture and just laughing instead of giving a proper time. "I don't know, you'll be working wont you? I'll just come along and have a few drinks and then take you out like I was one of your Johns." He licks his tongue out over his chops, giving a soft growl of pleasure as he rubs his belly, still a little bloated from the wolf, mostly gas now, and a little bit of pudge.<br/><br/>He yawns softly, and pulls up his mantle of rags from the alley floor, shouldering it and covering himself over, hunching down and making himself seem a few feet shorter than he really is, and concealing his specie again. "So.... you'll see me when you see me. Might want to bring an extra change of clothes and something to wash yourself off, this time, since you know you're gonna get coated again." He shrugs his shoulders, "But that's up to you, not me. I certainly don't give a crap."<br/><br/>With that he begins to shamble off, moving at a liesurely pace through the alleyways and heading 'home' to the convenience store that he uses as his base of operations. When he gets there, he flips on the sign's light, and the store lights, the doors and windows themselves are papered over, keeping the interior from being seen from the outside, but the store itself is fully stocked, mainly because few of those who come in with the intention of buying something leave at all, much less with anything they might want.