Tweak says, "allonsy, alonso"
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Dean had other ways to contribute to the Packs' slice of territory at the festival. The majority of it being minding the permeameter, herding customers toward the truck, and overall doing anything else that kept his hands from off the brisket. He'd likely ruin the meat and that would be a crime against the right order of things. Sides, he was trying to not be shoehorned into whatever was going on between Gray and Addie. Now, they didn't say anything to Dean one which way or another; but, a perceptive wolf like Dean didn't need need to be told about something that was as clear as day. There was tension between them. Maybe a disagreement or somesuch as the two were of the temperamental variety. Best to steer clear and let it sort itself out.As that were, Dean had done an excellent job doing his part of letting that mind. That is until he crossed Addi's gaze. Well, Gray wasn't about, so, the storm clouds couldn't be so bad at present. The lanky wolf gave a soft sigh and ambled his way over, hand in his matching mop of hair. A poor attempt to push a curtain of bangs only for them to fall back half into his face as the Beta wolf turned to spot the box in question. Dean turned to look at the long, hungry, and demanding line of customers looking for beer and brisket. "Alright," he agreed peaceably. The king of monosyllabic conversations turned after that and fetched what was bided. Maybe the wolf should have trusted his nose after catching a strange scent coming off of the box. As it were, Dean chalked it up to just the high traffic of the festival. He brought a healthy handful of containers back to Addi who was busy juggling people's needs and money. To get her attention, he reached to touch the small of the other Beta wolf's back while presenting the containers. "You want them right here?"
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