By the time they reached the door, Roman had dozed off again. It was nice not having his hooves or pawpads touch the freezing snow for a while. Sure he wore shoes in his human shape but HE HATED IT. Shoes were so confining! He'd rather hoof it. Literally.

He let out a squeak of protest when he was placed on the dumpy sofa. No! Spiky warm titan come back! With a light thump, he hopped to the floor and trailed after Zack, his long tail carried high and curious.

"Map. Mawp. Mahp mahp."

WHERE IS THE LIQUOR.