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Willow sits in the corner watching the goings-on through the tangled mass hanging down over her eyes. Her skeletal fingers gently stroke the head of a rather large snake, partly coiled around her quarterstaff and then draped over her narrow shoulders. As Jack greets the other patrons of the Weary Horse and pulls out a chair for her, Willow gets up and slowly makes her way to her friend's new table, craning her neck over a few shoulders to get a look for herself at this note. Without a word, still stroking the snake's head, she sits in the chair Jack has readied for her.