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RE: G. Squid, Private Eye
Once I reach Canterlot, I find that nobody is home. I sit down, lower my hat over my face to shield myself from the afternoon sun (even a reptile has his limits) and settle down for a snooze.
I am awoken by the lowering of a gate and the sound of pistons thumping together. Standing inside the town is a rather strange character; blue eyes, pink hair, a mane, hooves... yet standing upright. It is none other than my old friend Spammuff. I inquire about the whereabouts of a certain Guthrie, only to find that he is not present at the moment. This job never gets any easier.
After a quick conversation and another lengthy nap, I find the very man I'm looking for towering above me. I abruptly adjust my hat and stand as tall as I can to make up for the previous height discrepancy between us.
"Hello, Guthrie", I say with perhaps too much gusto. "We meet again. Care if I take a moment of your time?"
"Not at all", he replied, looking a little impatient. I decide I had better cut to the chase.
"Good. You see, two things have recently come to my attention. Thing one: you left Sunset Alley, which is perfectly fine with me. Thing two: Sunset Alley's valuables are missing."
His eyes widen slightly with recognition.
"Naturally," I continue, "You are the prime suspect for this matter."
"I can explain!" he said hurriedly, a worried look spreading across his face. "I put all of my valuables in a chest beneath Sunset Alley. I'm assuming you dug that up and put its contents with the rest of the town's belongings, so I took them with me when I left to cone here."
Mixed feelings swarm my head. I am relieved that I can still trust Guthrie, as he is a friend, but the realization that the town has next to nothing in the way of valuables hits me with the force of a train.
"I see. Makes sense." I scribble random gibberish into my notebook to give myself the guise of professionalism. "Thank you for your time."
I turn on my heel, give a heavy sigh, thrust my hands in my coat pockets, slide on my shades, lower the brim of my hat, and begin the long walk back to Sunset Alley.
CASE CLOSED
Love,
Gecko
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