Dog didn't look up from the newspaper. "I didn't eat his cat, Eurico. I merely interrogated it. It was a person of interest in a saucer-of-milk racketeering scheme."
As they delved deeper, Eurico realized he was the only one actually doing any investigating. Dog was too busy flirting with every supernatural entity with a pulse (and some without), while Paimon—the demon trapped in the body of a little girl—was more interested in finding a decent ice cream shop than solving the conspiracy. the-interactive-adventures-of-dog-mendonca
"Mendonça!" the gargoyle shrieked. "The monsters are disappearing! All of them! Well, the ones with good dental plans, anyway!" Dog didn't look up from the newspaper
"Boss," Eurico said, sighing. "The landlord called. He says if we don't pay the rent, he's going to evict us. Also, he’s pretty sure you ate his cat." It was a person of interest in a
"The toolkit is just a flashlight and a half-eaten pepperoni slice," Eurico muttered, but he got up anyway.
Dog finally stood up, his joints popping like bubble wrap. "Disappearing monsters? That sounds like work. I hate work. Eurico, grab the toolkit."