Asbjørn feigns shock, before gasp-whispering, "Impossible!" Then grins, adding, "You can't mess with perfection."
Don't mind him and his friendly flirting. He holds his hands up, making a square with his fingers. "But I am getting a fairy feel from the choice of head wear. I'm thinking butterfly eye-mask. What say you?"
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Don't mind him and his friendly flirting. He holds his hands up, making a square with his fingers. "But I am getting a fairy feel from the choice of head wear. I'm thinking butterfly eye-mask. What say you?"