oh... i'm sorry... i must've mistaken it for a car?
* How... how do you even... never mind...
who are you anyhow? i don't think i've seen you around hometown...
[Clover looks over at the officer, an extremely confused look on their face.]
A license? Fer a gun? I ainβt never heard of such a thang, pardner.
πΎπππππ!
oh... hey... you there....
* Napstablook's taken notice of Clover and... gasp! a firearm? Who'd give a kid that?
i... have to ask, do you... have a license for that gun?