The Park, Sunday afternoon

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For several seconds this afternoon, a loud clatter could be heard streaking from the causeway to the park. When it stopped, there was a pile of cowbells in the middle of the park.

Look, James said he was going to do this. Consider it done. Just ignore any reports of cowbell thefts, okay? You couldn't prove it was James who did that anyway.

[OOC: Just establishy. Anyone who actually puts on a cowbell will have my undying love.]