Though the WDA wasn’t sure which friend had suffered the loss of a tail, he spoke at length about it, while slaking his thirst.

Hearing rumours of misfortune among his friends, the WDA swooped down to the cantina to obtain news, and perhaps a refreshing beverage.

Strangely, no one considered piecing together the bits of Gim’s tail littered around town, to repair Slim’s.

Slim’s proposition was simple, since Pim had the ability to divide into two entities.

Happening to be in the same town, Pim visited Slim in hospital.

So toxic was Slim’s tail that the lizard regurgitated it…In later years the tail could be seen wandering the earth.

Returning to his cantina after a brief rest, the proprietor came upon Slim, ‘cabeza sin cuerpo.’

Under the cantina the lizard was still as a statue. Contemplating. Digesting.

But the sartorially eccentric lizard was faster. She bit off Slim’s tail, ingurgitated it, and skittered under the floor of the cantina.

Having wrapped the lizard’s tail in a tasteful display of gauze, Pim bid her adios. Moments later Slim arrived.