Scene 3

Tux and Scamper entered into Hooch Central to be greeted by the customary stare from all who within the establishment. As Tux proceeded to the bar, Hooch hollered out to him, "Tux Peppercorn, what business brings you to my little bar?"
"Captain Tux Peppercorn, if you please Mr. Central. I did not become Saskatchewan's last pirate only to be identified as similar as the rest of the plain population."
"Sorry, Cap't," Hooch said with a smirk, "didn't mean to be offensive, and you'll find that the population of Port Caron is hardly plain." Hooch continued before Tux could even think of a comeback, "Is there anything I could be helping you with?"
"Mmm, yes" Tux leaned on the counter of the bar and lowered his voice, "I'm looking for that dreadful Bard, Dickens." He looked from side to side as he continued, "I know he drank, ate, slept, and griped here. Don't tell me he's died here as well."
"Him, Die? I know you aren't serious now. I just sent him off on an errand. I ran out of rum so I sent him to get me some more, I just hope there's some left by the time he gets back."
Scampers ears perked up at this point of the conversation, "but, why is the rum gone?"
"Scamper, keep it down over there," Tux pulled out his pocket watch from his coat jacket, "and make yourself useful. Go open the door."
Scamper ran over to the door and opened it as wide as it would go. Tux cupped his ear and strained to listen and after a few moments beckoned Scamper to come back. He turned back to Hooch, who looked at him increduously, "I think they lost my scent at the edge of the town, so I suppose we can wait until he gets back."