Shawn rummaged through the clothes with Bobby over his shoulder in the darkness, Ralph's heavy breathing.
And there it was. Waiting. Tongue wafting in the air.
It started to say something in a Looney Tunes voice. Bobby reached over and pushed the heavy, leather-bound front cover over, stifling the voice. The pages flipped naturally and then stopped.
A window into the Master Maker's Tent could be seen.
OOC: Shawn Joins Thread
Shawn: Editing The Master Maker's List