( laughing, matt lifts his fingers and puts them behind his head, two makeshift devil horns before he shrugs. he knows where it comes from and though he doesn't try and encourage it, he doesn't discourage it either.
hands coming back down to rest against her waist, he reaches to adjust the scarf around his eyes and then waves a hand in front of him. )
You can send me a scarf. I'd like a scarf from you, Wanda. I just —
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hands coming back down to rest against her waist, he reaches to adjust the scarf around his eyes and then waves a hand in front of him. )
You can send me a scarf. I'd like a scarf from you, Wanda. I just —
( he shrugs. )
Don't want to put you out.