[She really ought to call before she astral projects, but fortunately for both of them he's up on the terrace roof, in the process of repotting one the plants Martin left behind. He looks up at the sound of her voice, brushing soil off his hands.]
It's from a zoo, you know, with all the animals? S'called a souvenir, it's meant to be tacky.
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It's from a zoo, you know, with all the animals? S'called a souvenir, it's meant to be tacky.
[That's his excuse, at least.]