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[madteos]

[Today Matt is annoyed. He opened a bag of sour skittles and found they tasted like corn. It was bad enough the book he was reading randomly decided to translate to Swahili. Now his favorite food ever decided to betray him as well. ;A;

You'll find him in the bazaar, scouting out a new bag. Cause he can't live without his skittles.]

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[madteos]

Oh. Well I--...

[Augh, Kev. He's embarrassed enough as it is.]

Just curious.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Alright mon.

[Because he totally believes that.

Kevas starts silently picking through the jewelry again.]

Might wanna her or her friends what she be likin'. Or him if dat be joor t'ing.

[madteos]

...

[Matt sighs.]

She's a girl. And I kind of would like it to be a surprise. I guess.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Kevas chuckles to himself.]

Whatchu be knowin' 'bout her mon?

[madteos]

[Matt's quiet for a minute while he goes over what he knows about Jael. He smiles.]

She likes flowers. I should bring her flowers.

[TO THE FLOWER DECK!]

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Den whatchu standin' round here fuh? Get down dere.

[When did he start playing matchmaker for everyone?]

[madteos]

Thanks.

[Hopefully he won't chicken out between here and there.]