Two men walked through the crowded pathway in the busy streets of Dawsbury city. One was an extremely large person with a long and thick beard on him, while the other was small and thin, but had a distinct twirling moustache on his face.
"Finally!" The short man laughed out loud, causing the street vendors to turn their heads and stare at him with confused gazes. The man twirled his moustache and said, "The scent has led us to Dawsbury city. I can't believe I didn't go with my first hunch and instead decided to search all around the Clawferry Prefecture. We wasted our precious time!"
"Is this where man, Gaston?" The big guy with the beard asked, and the short man, Gaston, nodded his head. "Oh yeah, Barris. We're finally here!"