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"--Say."
With a small tilt of his head, the cat-eyed blond peeks idly around the shoulder of the person in front of him, a finger to his lips and a smear of paint across his pointed nose. Optics idly flicked across another's hands-- more specifically, the object contained within them-- then proceed to arch towards the poor soul whose personal space he had so suddenly encroached upon. With a benign, lopsided grin, he inquires,
"Whatcha got there~?"






