I know it will be

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[what else can someone do to distract themselves in a place like this? Naminé here is in the kitchen, and seems to be working on... ...pizza? Well, all she found were those premade ones. She's at one table covered with flour, busy kneading dough. You need a break from painting once in a while.]

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[mumbles] Pazzo.

[tries to be nice then. good God, last thing she expected in this place is to be hit on.]

Are you hungry, then?

[afteralways.livejournal.com]

[Pity this guy is just screwing around. But hey, at the offer of food, he slides out of his armchair, pockets the lighter, and walks up to the counter... to lean his elbows on it]

You're offering?

[strega-memoria.livejournal.com]

[he might have flour on his elbows then]

I am making it for people to eat.

[afteralways.livejournal.com]

[White on black is always matching. Always]

How am I ever gunna repay that one?

[strega-memoria.livejournal.com]

[or just messy. shrugs.]

You don't have to.

[flattening it with rolling pin now. they see me rollin'...]

[afteralways.livejournal.com]

[Grin. Lop-sided at that, and then, he reaches behind the other's ear... and pulls out a hundred dollar bill. A classic match trick gone very, very strange]

You sure?

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[just. blinks.]

[afteralways.livejournal.com]

[He'll place that on the counter... but away from the dough being messed with. Money is dirty, after all]

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[stares at it. how long has it been since she saw a dollar bill. she's used to Italian money.]

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Sorry, is that th wrong currency?

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You don't have to pay.

[money doesn't seem to be used around here.]

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It's the principle of the thing. Nothing's free, after all.

[Snicker]

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Not everything has a price either.

[afteralways.livejournal.com]

Fair enough. [Pause, and then--] So s'there a price on your name?

[strega-memoria.livejournal.com]

What do you mean?

[afteralways.livejournal.com]

Well I think I was asking for you name.

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It's Naminé.

[afteralways.livejournal.com]

So I don't get blessed [He can't help it, snicker] with a last name?

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[thinks. shakes head.]

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Right then, Baker. I'll memorize it.