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Grillby’s.

He felt his mouth begin to salivate as he could practically taste the mustard running down his throat.  He hoped, hoped hoped that Grillby could settle whatever problem Wingdings was having with him and judging by the silence coming from the bar, it was safe to assume that Wingdings was having that meeting with Grillby at this moment.