[He searches through them one by one, giving a light slap to his arm at the last sentence from Mattias. Please, he's always right. And when he comes across the pair, he knows he's right. He takes it off the board and tiptoes once more, sliding the sunglasses into place before gesturing at a display mirror.]
Oh, it must be those. Take a look, Mattias. I've even chosen gold for you.
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Date: 2015-05-06 12:50 am (UTC)Oh, it must be those. Take a look, Mattias. I've even chosen gold for you.