Sparks rarely ever came off duty when it came to the law. It's just how he operated. But even he can't resist trying out some of the games after two days in town. What could a little R&R hurt?

After trying his hand at the treasure chest game, the marshal is walking with a very large, stuffed fat chocobo. He's not quite sure what to do with such a thing.

What should he even do with it? ...Maybe Red would like it?

Trying to see over this thing while he carries it isn't easy, and now he's not paying attention as he's muttering to himself. So much for staying on task.

"No, she wouldn't. Unless she would. But she probably wouldn't."

And that when he runs straight into the back of some unsuspecting stranger with this thing. Oops.