name: bo "two hats" bombooski
occupation: sports photographer/private detective
eye color: brown
favorite sports team: orlando magic
bo "two hats" bombooski kicked open the door to the saloon. two hats wasn't the kind of guy that when he spoke, people listened. mostly people laughed when two hats spoke, cause he had a really weird voice. two hats was, however, the kind of person that when he stood, people watched. also when he walked people watched. really when he did anything around people, people watched. because he looked crazy. imagine the craziest looking dude. now imagine him even crazier. that's kind of what two hats looked like.
two hats waddled up to the counter.
"hi ho thar barkeepah", two hats menaced. "i myself happen tuh buh luckin' for thah man call heself Rectangle Richard, mighcha know whee a fella kin find 'em?"
but the barkeep didn't answer, he just laughed. he laughed at two hat's dumb voice.
enraged, two hats turned around and scanned the room. there had to be someone in this saloon who knew where Rectangle Richard was.