"Ya know, ya could have just asked for a drink instead of breaking your teeth on the corks." The door to the basement was open as the one known as Meep came out of his basement home. The strange creature, smirked slightly as he looked up at the other. Meep looked as if he was seven feet tall, though he was slouched quite a bit as per usual. His long ears flicked a few times on the sides of his head, his head turned to look the man straight on even his eyes closed. Though, he only had one arm, he was holding a rather large crate in his only arm, resting it against his hip. His long tail swaying lazily behind him against the stairs. He hadn't bothered with a shirt, but at least he had his usual black swim trunks on to at least cover himself. He shifted the crate and came up the rest of the steps, his massive lion-like feet making no noise on the ground.