[At that, Guzma laughs, loud and sudden, like a bark. Honestly, he knows a few people that are...like that. The library in Malie City is nice and all, but it gets dull after a while, and Guzma doesn't have the patience to read a book from cover to cover in one sitting. Let alone at all, most days.]
Yeah, well what about you, huh? What can you do other'n them Spicy Jazz hands?
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Yeah, well what about you, huh? What can you do other'n them Spicy Jazz hands?