*A couple of hours later...*

Galaxar walked, with a slight limp, into The Russet Dog tavern and greeted Jet.

"Hey, Jet. How's business?"

"Eh," said Jet as she shrugged her shoulders. "Hey, what's with the limp?"

"Oh. Well, a knight came after me and got lucky. Very lucky," Galaxar grimaced, as he recalled the events that had unfolded a couple of hours ago. "And now I need a drink. The usual, please."

"The usual? Now, you know what that stuff does to you while in human form." Jet had her hands on her hips and a stern look on her face. "I don't want to have to pick you up off the floor again."

"Don't worry. It won't knock me out this time," Galaxar said with a smirk on his face.

"Oh, really," said Jet incredulously. "We'll just see about that. Five gold pieces says you pass out, as usual."

"OK, you're on. Now pour the good stuff."

Jet turned around and prepared the drink as Galaxar slightly fiddled with his whip at the bar. After a moment, Jet turns around with drink in hand and set it in front of Galaxar.

"Remember," Jet said slightly sing-song, "Five gold pieces."

"Yep, five gold pieces," Galaxar sing-songed right back.

With that, he took a generous swig of the Hamaelis Water. And promptly passed out.

Jet sighed.

"Now there's a dragon who can't hold his liquor,' she muttered as she went around to the front of the bar to pick up Galaxar. She placed him in a nearby chair and then went back behind the bar to get something.

"Good thing I still have some of this stuff left," thought Jet.

She grabbed a flask and went over to where Galaxar sat, still passed out. Then she uncorked the flask and moved it back and forth under Galaxar's nose.

"Wakey, wakey," said Jet in a sing-song tone.

Suddenly, Galaxar woke with a start and said,

"Ugh, don't use that stuff. You know I can't stand the smell of that stuff. What is it, anyway?"

Jet smiled mischievously and said, "Do you really want to know?"

"In that case, no."

"Alrighty then." She then stuck out her hand.

"What?" asked Galaxar.

"The bet," answered Jet.

"Oh, yeah. Here," said Galaxar, defeated, as he reached into his satchel and fished out five gold pieces.

"Thank you. Pleasure doing business with ya!"

"Yeah, whatever," Galaxar grimaced. "Hey, Jet. Do you have any medicine for a headache? Because the one I have is huge."

"Are you sure you want the stuff I'd give ya?" Jet asked with a slight grin on her face.

"On second thought, I think I'll just go back to my cave and sleep it off. Goodbye."

"Goodbye and sleep tight," Jet said as Galaxar staggered out the door.

Back at his cave, Galaxar had changed back to his dragon form and curled up to a good night's slumber. During his slumber, he had the most peculiar dream. He dreamt of a cat-girl…

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