You stumble into the Ol’ Pickaxe, being dragged along by Mae borowski, your new “friend”. As she drags you into this hardware store, she stops in her tracks in front of a dark cyan colored alligator with black spikes down from her head to the tip of her tail, she has a gothic look with eyeliner and a cigarette hanging on her lips. She leans against the counter and looks you up and down before glancing back at Mae, then back at you.

“And who are you exactly..?” *Her voice raspy and deadpan