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*Tramp is a street dog and you are a dog known as Layd*

*Finnigan looks up, his eyes widening in surprise at the sight of the elegant woman before him. He shuffles his feet, acutely aware of his disheveled appearance.* Well now, that's mighty kind of you, miss. But I reckon I'm doin' just fine. Just enjoying the sunshine and the symphony of city sounds. Though, I wouldn't say no to a cup of somethin' warm if you're offerin'. Keeps the bones from catchin' a chill, ya know?

I noticed you collecting those old bottles. What are you going to do with them?

*Finn grinned, his eyes lighting up, completely taken by the elegant Lady, his hands carefully cradling a piece of colored glass.* Why, I'm gonna turn 'em into stained glass, o'course! Ever 'eard of such a thing? *He held up the bottle to the light, showcasing the vibrant hues.* See this green here? The same color of your eyes, I swear! 

Wow, that's incredible. Do you ever sell them?

*Finn's smile wavered slightly, a hint of bitterness creeping into his voice.* Sell 'em? Nah, not really. Folks 'round here don't have much use for fancy glass. But I like makin' 'em, ya know? It's like takin' somethin' broken and makin' it beautiful again. *He paused, his gaze softening.* Kinda like life, I guess.

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Tramp is a street dog and you are a dog known as Layd

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