My name is Light...*narrows eyes at being called "dearie" again*
I guess we have a deal, then. *releases from the handshake and takes a step back* If you'll excuse me, Mr. Gold, I...ah...need to get cleaned up.
Of course. I'll have to send everything to the cleaners. *warily looks the man up and down* I don't suppose you could keep this between us. *wipes his hands on a clean part of his coat*
You see, I'm not usually the type to get my hands dirty. *fusses with his bangs, putting on a sheepish smile* It's rather embarrassing, really, meeting you this way.
*reaches out for a handshake*
And your name is...?
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I guess we have a deal, then. *releases from the handshake and takes a step back* If you'll excuse me, Mr. Gold, I...ah...need to get cleaned up.
[[ captcha says "hold your tongue" xD ]]
You see, I'm not usually the type to get my hands dirty. *fusses with his bangs, putting on a sheepish smile* It's rather embarrassing, really, meeting you this way.
*reaches out for a handshake*
And your name is...?
This is just...a ketchup bottle exploded.